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The Brown One

14 Wednesday Dec 2016

Posted by vositha in poetry or something of the sort., Uncategorized

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calmness, Hanoi, poetry, random writing, solitude, South East Asia travel, travel, walks

hanoi

 

I walk the streets

of pavements

and people,

with boiling pots of oil

bananas and mango fries,

flowers, shoes

and spectacles

dresses, laughs

dust and pebbles.

 

I walk

eyes on me

the strange being

walking the streets

alone

mornings

late evenings

and nights at times,

the only brown one

on these roads,

a phone at hand

tracking places

and smiling faces,

in search of food

and solitude.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Words, Walks and Cobbled Roads

19 Saturday Sep 2015

Posted by vositha in Fiction, Relationships

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cobbled roads, dating, life, moving on, walks, words

Words do not come easy to me. Not anymore. Not to express what I feel, how I feel. I venture, lost between expressions, thoughts, and chains of images, flowers, candles, cobbled roads and boots with heels, (annoying ones.)

Expressions sweep in, different voices, different places. I walk along in my heels, in silence, with occasional complains. Within words come in torrents. Voices in my head, images, smiles and scowls. I watch him walking away, after his “I love you,” apparently he wanted to say a last good bye. I wonder what he wanted. Whispers, and wonders of insanity over months, tantrums I would throw, walked away from. I see the texts, the mails, the moments of frustration and holding onto sanity by a thread that float in front me with images, letters, and sounds. Blocked out, moved on from yet still resurface to haunt.

I feel you pulling me closer, the chilly evening for a kiss that you consider proof of your spontaneity. Laughter, and counting kisses to keep track to what adds up to a “lot of kisses,” till I almost fall, and you pull me closer, for both of us to burst into laughter. (Block the voices, the noises, the thoughts, the other people, I think push away thoughts.)

We pass a beggar with a dog, you turn to your usual analysis, wonder why beggars have dogs, “They are expensive to keep,” you say. I had not realised the man was a beggar. (Attention diverted, focused on heels while suffering on cobbled roads.) I ignore him, you tell him”Sorry.” I hear you, being your gentlemanly self, and like you more for it.

Words, images, sounds. Gushing in, faces of familiarity, voices of annoyance, frustration, and general conversation. Crowds rushing through my mind, brain waves clashing with you sticking out: flowers, candles and my fair lady moments, with an occasional laugh from you at some idiocy I would have uttered in my half sleep, and exhaustion.

I think of moments, us, cobbled roads and chilly evenings, and block the noises and the rest outside. For a moment.

Photo courtesy Creative Commons

Photo courtesy Creative Commons

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“a walk”

30 Thursday Jun 2011

Posted by vositha in poetry or something of the sort., Random Moments of Life

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Tags

embrace, kisses, love, relationships, shivers, walks

I took a walk
from a snow covered lane
to dust covered roads.
from winters cold air
leading to smelly cows
pass the cold nights
to the sweats of summer nights
from feelings of coldness
to pains of bitterness
pass the corners of embrace
stolen damned kisses
shanty stops and hasty smokes
to winters weathers
skies and sunshine
moments of pleasures
pits bottomless
scars, lies, and shivers

I walked down a road
a cursed fucking road
destined for nowhere
yet leading me elsewhere..

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