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in beautiful things

I see your reflection love,

like dewdrops and doves.

Written by priya.balraju

August 3, 2010 at 11:35 pm

Posted in Daily Haiku, Love, Poetry

Belle du jour

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It must anger you

that the heart you once held close

is now the furthest.

Written by priya.balraju

August 2, 2010 at 11:25 pm

Posted in Daily Haiku, Love, Poetry

Blessings.

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There are moments, you look around, and you think to yourself “Everything is kinda perfect right now, and there is nothing else that I can ask for”, acknowledge these moments and keep them close to your heart. They don’t come by often. ♥

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May 25, 2010 at 1:30 am

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dream.

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When I dream about you,
all I see is things in close up.
Images of your face
as though you are just a centimeter away.

Lines are blurry, there’s soft light
and your lips are the only thing I see.
They are moving, I don’t care why,
because you are there with me.

I feel you with my palms
And I sweep my hand across your face.
I think its morning, or it could be evening,
it doesn’t matter, all I see is you.

Hello girly infatuation. Everyone seems to be down with it, why not I join in the fun?

xoxo.

Written by priya.balraju

May 6, 2010 at 10:42 pm

Posted in Love, Poetry

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for the time of a thousand suns
or the chill of many a winter,
through the days of rotting roses
and blood letting times of night,
seeping through the whites of youth
and leaving dark wine stains of age,
i could have loved you
or i did, i’m not sure anymore.

my scarred knees know how to land
on gravel covered pathways,
but the new layers grow differently
like the broken veins of my heart,
they travel in different directions
and i don’t recognise it.
i don’t recognise you.

i’m holding on to letting go,
so i can find the silence in my mind.
but there are pieces of you
embedded in the fabric of my soul.
there is no heartbreak, only
the realization of denial.
we choose to live in the past
because its simple, but its not, its hard.

move on to better things.
what if there’s nothing better?
move on anyway,
because lingering on chipped nails
and camisole tears never did any good.
the tears will fall, the seasons will change
and the chance will come by again,
or so they say.

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April 9, 2010 at 2:06 pm

Posted in Love, Poetry

New romantic way

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♥.

Written by priya.balraju

March 1, 2010 at 10:49 pm

Brightest Star

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I hope that someday,
I will find something beautiful in the wind.
Perhaps a likeness to your scent, your touch.

For since the day that you have gone,
all i can do is wait for moments,
to try and remember what it was like to be with you.

I hold on to the greying memories,
willing them to last just a little longer.
I fear for the day that they become a blur.

When your face fades away and I cannot remember us any longer.

People called us foolish, but there was no fault with us.
Perhaps we just knew what others did not,
that the summer was to be your last.

Still, all i can do is hold on to your memory,
and hope that it will suffice to get me through
the all consuming misery of losing you.

I watched the movie Bright Star today, it was so beautiful, I LOVED IT.

Although I do think that it is not for everyone, some will find it boring, but I thought it was perfect. Especially the cinematography, every shot was just beautiful. The colors were great, the acting was real, the atmosphere was so english, sigh. Love.

Now this is a great Valentine’s day movie (not that I’m one of those ppl who actually care about the day, I think its full of crap), the crappy looking Valentine’s day probably has nothing on this star. Gosh, I am such a sucker for period films.

Written by priya.balraju

February 11, 2010 at 11:25 pm

Posted in Love, Movies, Poetry