The sleepy cries of a child,
My magenta curtains,
The sleep eludes...
The fan swirling
The darkness shy of the light
The silent breaths
The rainy cold
Nose and feet
But then incomplete
This moment
Without you
Thus, Without me.
The sleepy cries of a child,
My magenta curtains,
The sleep eludes...
The fan swirling
The darkness shy of the light
The silent breaths
The rainy cold
Nose and feet
But then incomplete
This moment
Without you
Thus, Without me.
An image lurking in the dark,
Under your bed,
Or by the window,
With the voice of intense silence,
And eyes deepened with red,
the red of blood,
Also dripping from the nails,
And of course,
The glistening drop of crimson,
On the corner of her lip,
She is stuck in between,
After the end and
before the beginning.
Oh this one is going to be pretty easy. I keep thinking about this all the time.
1. There you have it. I think about it a LOT. So I always forget the "doing" bit.
2. Gym is expensive.
3. Home has nooooo space for gym equipments.
4. Morning is tooooo early.
5. Evening is tooooo dark and yes, unsafe.
6. Terrace is sooooo boring for a walk.
7. Today is holi/diwali/weekday/weekend.
8. Gym clothes. Who has them? You buy them and dont use them. Then they become old. When you finally decide on gymming. Bam! No gym clothes that are shiny new.
9. Tiredddddddddd. I worked really hard today. How can I have the energy to workout?
10. And when all the above reasons don't work. I tell myself "I am all pepped up. Ready to rock. Let's start workout from t.o.m.o.r.r.o.w!?".
*chuckles*
Ciao!
Aparna Gautam
(*Confers a proud self pat to herself*)
The magic,
The shock,
The awe,
The charisma,
And the drama,
Of the,
Written Word..