
Sindhu Murthy
blogs from Bangalore


Who does a ship who's anchor abandons her, go to? Where does the shadow hide, when the man shuns light? Why do nights inspire years of pining to trickle down in muffled streams? How can the song serenade the voice, Or the voice serenade the lover? When will this twilight whisper promises Into my ear...
Posted on 9 August 2015 | 2:21 pm
Read postI call out to you and you turn away. When I reach out to you, You smirk away. Like I were an unnecessary annexure A laborious attachment that you'd like to Strap on at will, When you're at ease. If I were a dog and You, My Master, I'd be waiting tirelessly By your bedside, ... ... Continue reading →...
Posted on 8 August 2015 | 8:02 pm
Read postWave after wave He stokes on and on; Blooming waves strike, Beat, bellow, lash and whip Against the mouth shut. Wave after wave He stokes me on; Gushing waves weep, Plead, wail, growl Against the tunnel sealed. Wave after wave He stokes on and off. Roaring waves wreak havoc Rising higher, falling de...
Posted on 7 August 2015 | 12:27 pm
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