Faint

Subject: Lascivious Love – Entry #2

When the symphony was playing aside,

I remembered you, your name.

Freezing the moments of you and me, still in desire,

But you expelled me from that life of yours…

I know! I was born as woman to this world,

Is that giving any privilege to deceive? Flirt?

Once I dreamed a life of you and me,

The words from your mouth made me to wish so…

I still remember the time when you quietly kissed my moist lips,

By saying “I love you forever” in my ears.

Where is that love? Where is that kiss?

Weeping till the tears dry away…

Now I’m hopeless of life and of you,

All the trust you’ve given is in ashes.

You left me, killed my dreams,

A “whiff of the ladies” is what you are searching for.

Clean your crude heart with some pure blood,

May be you can come back to life.

There is a void you created in me,

But no more, I won’t swap you…

I loved you, and I loved you…

Ashish Vijay [@worstcreation]

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Quantum

Subject: Lascivious Love – Entry #1

Have you ever sat down, just completely empty of any responsibility towards the moment, cigarette dangling off your fingers, and realized that the circle is just a marvelous concept? The idea of infinity; so simply expressed, just a constant one degree change that somehow ends up right where you began, no matter which direction?

I learnt this queer little nugget of almost surrealist wisdom when I saw her. A painter; a painter, who had painted upon her own body, her finest canvas was her clavicle, the neck, the more pristine notebook to ever be imbibed with ink.

I was instantly enamored by this bohemian part poetry part mystery in a tangible feminine form that could be desired, soothed, kissed, made love to, leave an imprint on. And I wrote for her. And it was a writing that seemed to emerge not out of the cloak of darkness and veil of smoke.

No, that was a writing that simply shot out, one syllable at a time, like the sparks from the billowing unto a furnace. So that when you see those sparks, you are led to the trajectory, which ends in the orange hot burning center of the universe where heat and light and sound, and sense all combine into that one searing penetration that leaves you gasping for air.

For someone with such an obsession for darkness, it was quite frightening to experience such a devout sense of burning simply by someone’s countenance. Countenance amplified in its effect for the way that hair cascaded over the cheekbones. I wondered when she paints, the stray thread of the paint drops and travels down her fingers, into the creases of her palms; the rivulets, are they scattered or straight among the trenches of the vein on her wrists?

And then she read my words and we discovered that yes, while the enchantments seem like the Möbius strip, they are in fact, highways among the artists of the same heart. That infinitely, each madness, connects, fuels, competes and compels the other, to create, to craft, to concoct, towards the canvas and away from it.

Rajeev Roark | 5th June 2013

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Battle

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You see; letting go is never easy.

Love is a beautiful sentiment. You’ll know when it happens.

Sometimes, this love has to be nurtured for it to bloom. At other times, it just exists in its full glory. Either way, love is something you can never run away from.

And that’s what makes its beauty so terribly dangerous.

It jeopardizes our sanity and in turn, our life.

You’ve got to battle it out. Like a soldier on the battlefield fights for his life, you’ve got to fight for your sanity.

Things aren’t always black or white. They’re grey.

Love is that dark shade of grey you wished you were never acquainted with.

Yet it is the sheet tent you made as a child, to lie under. Do you know what I mean?

It’s an addiction, one that ruins you.

Yet you’re infatuated by it. You keep going back. You’re hooked.

 

You see, letting this go isn’t easy. Love is a beautiful feeling.

And sometimes that which is beautiful, holds the power to destroy.

Mitchelle Rozario Jansen | 5th June, 2013

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This simple, deeply felt and naturally emotive narrative on Love & Romance has been written by our dear friend Mitchelle Rozario Jansen and is featuring under our workshop subject “Lascivious Love”; which holds at its core, an in-depth study of romance writing.

Battle; by Mitchelle, brings in the flavour of beauty, tenderness, aching and tragedy in one “delicious for the mind and heart” recipe, leaving every reader with a certain spellbound fall by the end of the piece and enough chow in the mind to ponder upon, and probably even reflect upon his/her personal love relationship.

We believe writing that is sharp, to the point when necessary, descriptive & conversational when appropriate and in the right amounts, and above all deeply moving, is the right kind of writing.

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**Photo Courtesy: “Love Violently, Kill Tenderly” by Julian Graves –  http://juliangraves.deviantart.com/