table of elements and wedding vows

Marriage. Marriage is a pair of destined hands clap not, cannot, without the other one— no song needed to taste one’s tears; no spice to smell one’s burning sun. Marriage. Marriage is all the sonnets William Shakespeare (welcomed and farewelled in Church of the Holy Trinity, just for your information for marriage will not makeContinue reading “table of elements and wedding vows”

if only my blanket can speak

rarely do i dream, or perhaps remember my private drama series playing under the consciousness i can not deliberately reach, though when i was able to grasp some bits of pieces of an already fading mid- night memory it will always involve a plane crash- ing (with full hollywood exaggerated effects of giant smoke andContinue reading “if only my blanket can speak”

april, be all but red

finally, you arrived, please take a seat. you want tea, or cup of coffee, or perhaps a cooling lime? you got fresh 30 days on your spring, pastel sleeves. need not to tell me what you got in store for me and for the fellow beings of this overwhelmed earth, i just want to ask,Continue reading “april, be all but red”

in seven stanzas

i There are two not singing Asian koehls dancing to the tune of April drizzle, playing with brown, and a bit smaller mynahs. ii The plane above looked c     r      a     w      l     i     n      g , ever so s l o w l y ,Continue reading “in seven stanzas”