"Icicles forming on her chest
weaving down hear arms and legs.
Cooling her enraged heart by the truth and sadness that overcame
Heart as hard as stone and fragile as glass,
Broken into billions of pieces yet still in tact.
She wipes away her tears.
She puts on a smile.
and she will continue with life
as if never broken.
As if never hurt"
-MOON
Why I am reading this much? I have so many reasons but I can say I am sad and I enjoy it.
You know the melancholic feeling when you listen to an old song and it brings everything from the past back, the friendships, inside jokes, memories, events.
That dickwad Einstein said that sitting next to A pretty girl for two hours feels Like a minute—
He also forced his wife into Domestic servitude and cheated On her with His cousin
So I wouldn’t take His word as gospel
So let’s say I sit next to you For two hours
Our knees are tapping Against one another Awkwardly on a Park bench
Maybe you yawn and stretch and I can see The narrow sliver of skin between Your t-shirt and your Jeans
Maybe I take your hand and Say, sorry, I’m just a little Touchy-feely
Maybe we talk about that time the Chinese space station Fell from the sky
And everyone watched From bakery rooftops And apartment balconies
Like an audience of silhouettes Against flashing Hong Kong neon signs
Watching a smoldering star Crash and sizzle in The Pacific Ocean
Maybe we kiss Maybe I go home With you
And maybe we get high And we watch Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No!
Whatever happens
I’ll grab those two hours like A bundle of red yarn and unfurl It and lace it Between our ankles and thighs
Like siamese twins joined At the awkwardly tapping knees
Across our palms, Between our fingers like Rosary beads
Around Our throats Like art hoe chokers
Across our foreheads as if Our halos had slid from our
Old lives as saints
And I will get the most Of my two hours Woven into you
Haiku Hug
Talking with your eyes,
I felt your love hugging me;
real hug from me.
Ayıkken uyuyamıyorum diye bitmesini istediğim gecenin,
sarhoşken bitmesinden korkuyordum...
I love you
despite the gap of impossibility between us,
though I dwell in in a certainty
that we are deemed uncertain
and just like a fire set on the shore; our love won't blaze.
it will just die in every rising of the tides.
because no matter how strong desires I put in,
there are some things not meant to be.
And we are not meant to be
But I love you, still.
amidst the forces conspiring for us not to be.
From Minor Feelings: An Asian American Reckoning by Cathy Park Hong
"Dil itni mohabbatten paa kar bhi us aik mohabbat ke liye tarapta hai, jo hasil nahi. Vo aik laa hasil mohabbat jaany kyun sab mohabbaton par haawi hai."
BANO QUDSIA
"When my heart grows, the wind flows and all sin goes away.."
When my love flows, my heart grows, and it sows the seeds for another day - eUë
