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Chair of Poetry

Dear friend of my heart, There is a chair I once came to occupy; a chair of silence, of reflection, … More

dusk, letter, love, melancholy, poet, poetry

a drowsy afternoon

Dear friend of my heart, The sweltering mid-summer afternoons here in Dehradun are not half as unbearable in the placid … More

flowers, garden, letter, melancholy, nature, nostalgia, orchids, photography, writing

Can I have you

Can I have you Can I have you Can I take your heart, but not forever Can I catch your … More

guitar, indie, love, lyric, melancholy, music, poem, poetry, song

They say feelings lie; song of loneliness

I don’t think I’ll go through the door to the place where we can be found. They say feelings lie … More

love, lyric, melancholy, music, poem, poetry, sadness, song

evening: low again

fragile, the strands that you pull out of my hands and dance, carefree as if all you needed was this … More

evening, love, melancholy, photography, poetry, sad, writing

Homely Sunset

I am lying on cool marble when a feeling invades the internet induced numbness of several months. From the open … More

beauty, Happiness, home, melancholy, music, photography, sunset, war, writing

Storm

It is dark outside. Ominous laughter greets my evening melancholy like an old friend. It has been some time, or … More

dark, melancholy, nature, night, photography, storm, story, wild, writing

Green and Blue

Right outside the front door I like to sit on the second chair from the first, strumming the most obvious … More

joy, life, melancholy, nature, photography, poetry, spring, writing

Fluid World; an Unchanging Drone and a Strange Friend

…being understood… wasn’t it just so nice… simply being understood, like there’s nothing else… wasn’t it beautiful to feel like … More

Fluid World, friendship, life, melancholy, photography, poetry, writing

Brittle World; Diffused in the Evening

…hand strums old nylon strings…soft reverberation…rhythm of silence embraces the air leaving my lungs…breathing…always breathing…it was always the breathing…and then … More

Brittle World, evening, heart, life, melancholy, Moon, music, photography, silence, writing

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