Thursday, February 17

Rules for the next ride

Neyyar Wildlife Sanctuary,kerela
You swept me off my feet.
I'm carrying a parachute, not so thrilled about the fall.

Butterflies in my stomach
Let them fly off to flutter somewhere new, somewhere not as unloved.

The nice words, the wishing well,
The plagiarized letter,the plunked hope.

The sighs, the wait.
The impatience, the habit.

The beating heart
Fear, not love.

The Faller in love
You, NOT me.



14 comments:

P@ul@mi said...

same trip different situations :)

Mayank said...

Beautiful.. so are you or are you not. In love i mean ;-)

Purba said...

Falling out of love - yes it does hurt.

subtlescribbler said...

it smells of vengeance! but kinda touching...the other post i read by u too had similar thoughts of pain. y so?

sarah

Navyav said...

i love the snaps :) and interesting.. prose... it looks like u are rejecting the other person very badly no matter wat.

Deguide said...

I believe fire in the belly concept will be gr8

Arpana said...

The cramps of stomach -a hurtful feeling!

Pesto Sauce said...

First time seeing your pic, you do look good

Neeraja said...

Awesome! It is like a slap in the face of the other person! :)

Amropali said...

Are you afraid of falling in love???

Amropali said...

The best thing I could read this week.Brilliant!

Amropali said...

The best thing I could read this week.Brilliant!

Amropali said...

The best thing I could read this week.Brilliant!

Amropali said...

The best thing I could read this week.Brilliant!