Tuesday, September 22, 2009

You wait, patiently. But...



and when i finish,
sifting through moon dust;

maybe i will;

know that there is 
nothing more, 
to find.  

and then maybe;
we can hold hands 
under starry skies.  

would you want to,

if i said,
that it was too soon. 

for the stars,
are lonely company; 

and that i,
killed the moon. 


15 smoke wisps:

Atrisa said...

Aww tragic :| Nice imagery though :) Oh how we keep on hoping against hope, no?

Atrisa said...

And you changed the song! I loved Cry Me A River, I was thinking of learning and performing it sometime during my short life :P

agent green glass said...

wow. today seems to be the day i discover how well people write. four blogs, and four amazing posts.

maybe its the moon. or some tide thing.

super stuff meghana.

Meghana Naidu said...

@tris: its a whole playlist :)
so just keep skipping ahead on the >> button you'll find the one you like. i strongly urge you to listen to the others as well.

i love 'cry me a river' i actually first heard it in 'V for vendetta' beautiful movie that. must watch. definitely!

and thank you. you'd know a thing or two about hoping against hope i dare say! ;)

@atom spy: i wont call you AGG. i like to have my own little names ;)

and thank you :)

yes. the moon controls all information exchange on the networks on certain days for a specific window of time. You're real lucky

4 you say... anybody i know?

Atrisa said...

I just watched V for Vendetta a few days back! I thought it was just coincidence that it had that song :P Will rummage through the playlist!

As the Mind Meanders said...

melancholy and moon dust
siblings and rivals
but you brought them together
to create mellow magic

I dont know if I have said this earlier... but I would love to live in that mind of yours to understand the creative thought process

How do you do this...

- with envy and awe...

Meghana Naidu said...

@tris: oh the concept of the government in
. break of Reality . came from that. so horrifyingly beautiful it is.

@meandering mind: thank you. it feels wonderful to read that! you flatter me so :)
and i STRONGLY strongly advise against trying to get into my mind. the green monkeys run abound there.

for further information on the origin, habitat and lifestyle of the green monkeys kindly refer to

As the Mind Meanders said...

Your mind, Your monkeys
Turn the right shade of blue
And we may enjoy the process
Of brilliance becoming you

HA HA... how sad is that... beat it....


BrownPhantom said...

I am awestruck. This was transcending.
And the opening lines of shifting through moon-dust multiplies in brilliance after one reads the last line.
Tell me please, how much of your snortings did you do before you came up with this !!
Super-creative :).

Meghana Naidu said...

@meandering mind: its awesome if "may" is the keyword!

@brown dude: *hesitantly takes a bow*
thank you.
quite, quite wonderful to read all this!

i dont do those snorts... (anymore)*wink wink*
its just plain old happiness that works :)

mentalie said...

killing the moon...now there's a way to end it all :) loved your poem, megahna

Meghana Naidu said...

@mentalie: end it all,yes. but, for something new maybe?

thank you :)

Anonymous said...

Killed the moon!
That has me positively puzzled...

Meghana Naidu said...


and may puzzled you stay!


Ashley said...

This was brilliant and beautiful!
I am so glad I got to read this :)

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