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 Mar 2015 Nithya Venkat
Nrlly
Mummy,you're my plan B.
I wished you knew that.
I wish i could say it out to you.
But these words are sealed.

During my bad days, i look at you.
How your eyes sparkle.
Smile glitters.
All that is enough to make me -remind me- stronger than before.

Some days
I see how your eyes gets heavier.
Body gets weaker.
Hands get rougher.
But you never once complain.

Some days
I see you crumbling.
Like how dried breads turned into crumbs.
So allow me to pick up this pieces
and remold you.

Some days
I watch you shine
Like angel walking by or like sunshine after rain.
Those days you made me feel alive.

We don't share much.
In Fact
I don't share any of my problems to you.
But you know me like the back of your hand. Like a student remembering formulas.

Mummy, you're my plan B.
Cause no matter what happens
I'll always find my way to you.

The one who whom i look up to.
Catch me when i fall.
The one, I'm proud to call
"My wonder women".
Tearing steel door off its hinges.
Oh
Soft songs play                  

across the streets

                                       The violin

Drifting images    

We move so softly til we are heard                          

/./                      

As the TRUE WORD SPOKEN

we are spoken

By the One Voice

that truly speaks                                   ••
//
//                              
walkin in the rain

Lovers fill the avenues

Dreams are born

Eye to eye with destiny

                              ••
She

Meets me

And a seed is formed

The home is rising from the Soil

A home for a Lord

//                      

Hey hey hey
Ain't gonna run away no more

Ain't gonna do it // no way

We shall grow unto man

We shall love full and free

We shall be fully alive

We shall fully survive
Twilight's melody rises
mournfully dressed in lilac hues 
she grieves for the glory of the primrose sun.

The rise and fall of waltzing starlings
mirror the final breaths of the day
as with glorious mirth they beckon to the silvered chill of the moon.
 Mar 2015 Nithya Venkat
A Watoot
And when your shell shatters into shards of grainy pieces in front of him and he accepts you for who you are, learn how to be a keeper.

When you fall, fall hard.  Don't be afraid when you fall.  

I fell hard.  Lips first- on top of his lips.  He got me by my waist and shifted my weight to his body.  

Fall in love and then fall in love with that same person over again. It is a cycle that should never end.

*And believe me, you will see beauty.
<3
This was where they danced before
Happily spinning across the floor
The time had sped by just so fast
And neither cared as it flew past

But now that's just a moment gone
The time of play just like the dawn
They'll work away till night draws close
Then dance away till last repose
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