When we walked through Little Italy,
I saw my reflection come right off your face.

Wake me up, my eyes are sleepy.

Oh

"Oh",
said the sun and the moon
on the ground
And then
the beat began.

Meghdoot Pt. II. The rain is here.

Radioactive, she

She likes poetry, coffee, and kingdoms in her head.
She also likes to put words together, so they rhyme.

Daulat Shohrat

One of the prettiest songs. I heard it more than 35 times today. :) Kailash rocks! "Tera nazara kaafi hai". Wah Wah.

Zitherrrrr

Your TV heart

Only now you know,
your mind runs technicolour

Only now you know,
your eyes see in cinemascope

Only now you know,
your hands are tentacles

Only now you know,
how you have crushed me with

...your TV heart.

You've come home, you've come home. Its 10:06 pm. This time the sun will be here like a feather on a sleeve. And the space will become a fabric. Textures and all. Karimba, marimba, da da. I am happy. You've come home.

Women, art, and one of the most beautiful Bach Suites for unaccompanied cello.

'His smiles were the garrets of a fairy place
Where the real world would never come
Her smiles were spider bites
So he would lie still till she felt hungry'

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M is the sweetest thing. :)

A train to Varanasi

Do you feel like you are on this train?