Faking It

She: (Expecting some potential in him) So what is your biggest fantasy? 

He: (Lying..or not so much in touch with his feelings?) I don’t really have one.

She: (Persisting) Everyone does.

He: (Trying to invent something) Umm… maybe.. I do have one.

She: (Trying to sound unusual and unique) So what is it?

He: Well… (trying to sound very profound) umm.. I was a kid and.. you know everyone has dreams (she just said that)… and .. sometimes you meet people..uh.. who you don’t really get along with.. and then you meet some people who are interesting. For me, you know.. as far as I am concerned, I just talk to people who I think are interesting or human.

She: Human? As in? Humane?

He: (Darn.. how do I sound like those intellectuals do) You know.. like human being… like how they look like humans.

She: But everyone is a human being.

He: No there is more to it than the physicality.

She: (giving up mentally but still being polite) Well.. so … what is the dream?

He: (what would that intellectual say)(but still getting it wrong) Umm.. well..(becomes honest) I want to…

She: Be accepted?

He: What?

She: Is that why you make these long-winding conversations?

He: Probably.

She: (loses interest) (How do I end this conversation) Umm…


… and so it goes.


The fool that she was

She wanted to incarcerate him

In that closed casket called Love


He who conquers the explosive suns

And violent moons

To him love is like a field of poppies

Red, intoxicatingly red


To her it is life

Bursting through cracks in the wilderness

A grapple hook to scale mental walls


And she wanted to confine 

An ebbing wave in a blue bottle

As a message to his soul on the other shore

The night he uncorked the bottle

And let her soul out 

To fly free with the fireflies

She died many deaths


To him love is freedom

Bird feathers, horses, and the sky

To her it is a fence

Protective and regular


Her love meant music to him

Unabashed kisses without consequences

Dreams and imagination uninhibited

A self-effacing madness

Time and space forgotten


He meant everything to her

Her past died with him

Her present lives with him

And her future begins in him


She loved bondage and slavery

When she was binding herself to him

And his destruction meant hers

Love was her suicide bomb


And he stood for a silent minute

On a crossroad

The wind grinding the earth and sky to powder

And he took the other road

Away from her


He set her free to fly

“The earth is huge”, he said

“And the sky endless.

Love is a pitstop not the destination

So fly little bird!”


But how could she

Her wings clipped

Her heart too heavy

Dragging her back to the earth

She still stands there

Waiting for sunset

When all things will pass

And everything will fall in place

With a death and a prayer.


~ Mathangi


What my mind is seeing right now .

All pictures courtesy – The Internet.

Inside a Boy by My Brightest Diamond

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Inside a Boy – My Brightest Diamond

This song is beautiful!

Inside a Boy

Inside a boy
I found a universe
And in his eyes
Are a thousand stars
On a dark sky

We are clouds
We are whispers
Like fawns and shape-shifters
Our edges can never be found out
No, our edges keep moving further out

We are stars colliding
Now we crash
Like lightning into love

In his arms
I’m unwinding
Under his kiss
I’m falling into love

We are stars colliding
Now we crash
Like lightning into love

We are stars colliding
Now we crash
Like lightning into love

Love, love
Love, love, love, love, love