Tired heart

Summer sinks its teeth into our flesh.
I can't go on.these trains move too fast. Like snakes on railwaytrackladders.
Seeing you.Your eyes pierce through my flesh like swords.
I'm crippled.I'm afraid.I'm lost.
I pity. and your house of cards melts to the floor.

I have nothing. Not dreams. Not love. Not thoughts of my own.
suspended being.supreme predator.division of labour.
a cup to fill with coins.


Anonymous said...

"I am unable, yonder beggar cries,
To stand, or move; if she say true, she lies."

Hari Adivarekar said...

Sigh. :(
beautiful images though

Arif Sarkar said...

Thanks for such a great post. I see the images and it's very attractive.

digital marketing service providers in india

Unknown said...

check my reference replica designer bags wholesale visit this site designer replica luggage Click Here cheap designer bags replica