separation

Your absence has gone through me

Like thread through a needle.

Everything I do is stitched with its color.

– W. S. Merwin

She was away for two days and it was like a needle through my soul 🙂 then i found this and many other wonderful poems which i’ll be sharing with you guys sooner or later. You can know more about the brilliant poet here.

Keep the words flowing.

Take Care.

naaley

– Arundhati Roy
The God Of Small Things

She touched him lightly with her fingers and left a trail of goosebumps on his skin. Life flat chalk on a blackboard. Like breeze in a paddyfield. Like jet-streaks in a blue church sky. He took her face in his hands and drew it towards his. He closed his eyes and smelled her skin. Ammu laughed.

Yes, Margaret, she thought. We do it to each other too.

She kissed his closed eyes and stood up. Velutha with his back against the mangosteen tree watched her walk away.

She had a dry rose in her hair.

She turned to say it once again: ‘Naaley.’

Tomorrow.