firstly. a recap.
every other nights, a sad excuse. (part 1)
by rishik menon.
you tuck your life away
intewined between these strings
and you strum.
you sing a line for me
hardly reach the chorus
then your done.
you take time out
between those empty days
walking down those empty halls.
you say your living for the weekend
your afraid, that time would stall...
you say your grateful, cause
of this chance
to live your life again.
or at the very least,
to get away
not be bothered by them.
you paint yourself a selfless potrait
you say its an expressionof your heart.
i get the feeling that i know you,
but i dont know where i start...
ill be the one who'll somehow know
all those feelings that you feel
ill be the guy you'll tell it all to
the guy that makes it real
ill be that place. ill be that quiet silent getaway.
ill be safe, and ill sealed. all for you....
but i cant be true.
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every other nights a sad excuse (part 2)
by rishik menon
you swear the sky's but
but a comic tapestry
shades of orange, on shades of blue.
you dream of flavours,
earthly tones,
textures inducing hues .
we hypothesize, the aesthetic,
eudaimonia from the art
its not about the life were leading,
but the lives, we live, we start.
we toast to loss, without a cause
and as champagne pours
down from the stars.
savour this mana from the moon
take in the time
thats come to past
scarring the breakwater
with memories, disallow all photographs.
beauty lies in the ephermeral,
but stays eternal in our hearts
ill be the one who'll somehow know
all those feelings that you feel
ill be the guy you'll tell it all to
the guy that makes it real
ill be that place. ill be that quiet silent getaway.
ill be safe, and ill sealed. all for you....
but i wont be true..
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getting a bike is great. the rush is amazing. breaking that unbearable feeling of dependency. re-living those nights in the park, with the wind in my face. breaking sweat, and easing my nerves. love it.
as cheap as it may be. its still amazing.
'Love song for No one' by john mayer. such a clever song. really like it loads.
so life goes on. when events end, essays start.
Ho Hoi Chan. excellent. haha. and so begins my next literary masterpiece. goodnight!
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