Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

A Room with a View

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Sometimes, late at night,

I lie awake and wonder about

The Times.

I wonder what would  have

Been if we had stayed


Would we have been Two

Wolves clinging to each


Then lamenting the loss

Of the other by howling to

The Moon.

Or like vultures, waiting until

The death to finally devour

Each other.


Written by uncannynerdyguy

September 2, 2010 at 11:29 am

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  1. reminds me of a poetry in Hindi
    “akshar, mein aur mere tanhai baat kartehai” — translates to often My solitude and I converse.


    September 5, 2010 at 9:00 am

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