Screened Innocence

Poetry, Illustrations, Photography and more... "We all start off with a handful of innocence and nothing else and in time a veil is pulled over it... it gets hidden and screened away from the world and we become a shadow of the darkness all around... "

Name: Anubhav Kushwaha
Location: Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India

I started writing with poetry around 1996-97. I have been writing since then - poetry, stories, articles etc. I lost most of my initial works as I never cared to write it down in one place. Then later after friends started nudging me to take my writing more seriously, I started writing down in a diary and finally started blogging in around 2003. I deleted my first blog "Across the wall" for certain reasons in 2006 and then started again with "Screened Innocence". I am inspired by human emotions. Be it courage, fear, love, lust, greed, desire, loneliness or anything else and that is what makes me write most of my works. I am currently working on a novella called "My rough way" and am also actively looking for a literary representative as well as a publisher. My current employment in the software industry does not leave much time for writing but then it being my first love, writing does find time in my life some way or the other...

Monday, June 26, 2006

Another ungranted indulgence

You can be just a beautiful dream,
If I let you realize into my reality
You might just melt in the spaces
Between my fingers. No traces
To be found when I look around.
You can be the sunrise or dusk
But if I try to fly like an albatross
To reach out to your hands.
You might just vanish beyond
My closed eyes like yesterday.
How can I touch yesterday? Tell me,
If I can hold a dream in my hands.
Or if my time like dry passing sands
Can be kissed on its lips in the dark?
How can I fiddle with images that
don't even exist? You tell me if
light travels faster than sound...
Why is it that I hear these voices
but I don't see a thing at all ?
Can I fall from the lowest spot
That I've known? I still feel that
I am falling through the gaps
In your fist. Clenched hands
And teary eyes do tell a story
To my dreams. How can I
flee from my past? How long
Will I last? Through the song...
Waves of emotions hit the
shores of reality. To hit through
Half closed eyes and make me
Realize that breaking free
Is an indulgence that lost
Lovers can no longer afford.

- Anubhav

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