Trupti

blogs from Chennai

Let the show begin!
And maybe life will never tellThe why and when of our own indebtedness to orderThough we, at every point, stomp, yell, disagreeTo every shred of monotonyThat we relish, indulge in and live off.If one were to ask - why not, what if...,We give in to our obsession for conformity.We betray our own need...
Posted on 25 November 2008 | 10:51 am
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Maybe I could really cry
Maybe one day I will know why I cry myself to sleepWhy I'm haunted by images that seem to belong to another lifetime, to another personWhy I keep wanting to feel everything I come in contact withWhy I feel disgust to the most innocent of thingsWhy I crave to find a scar in the flawlessWhy I cant tel...
Posted on 19 November 2008 | 5:28 pm
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Hostage
Bursting out of my seams, having contained awful truths and pretty lies, I'm running out of time. Mysteries lie as they were, puzzles spring up, crisis unfurls. Lurking behind the weapon of a fitting excuse I change my hide and cry in tune. Troubled and torn I can own but weary I get with the sum of...
Posted on 3 September 2008 | 10:36 am
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