Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Play along.

We are
falling now
in the kind of loves
that allow us
to like ourselves.
Just a little.
And all our dreams
are being dreamt by
wakeful, watchful eyes.
And so,
what we are living now
are mere travesties
of what could've been
our lives. 

1 comment:

Psmith said...

we are living mere travesties of what could have been our lives :)

beautiful as ever, Nivedita.

Lovely to see the blog back up !