–A Weekly Chronicle Series



Oh love why art thou so elusive?

They said you are expensive but even if you were cheap,

I still couldn’t afford your caprices.

The ambit of your given pain is too heavy, I couldn’t go on.

My hope for you is dwindling like the last snowcap on an early spring.

Even so, to wait for you is a big amiss, I would be just tired.

Coming further late is befuddling my weary heart.

So here comes my impassive mask, my defense against sadness.

I can’t feel anything anymore.

Stoic I am. Stoic I will be.

Some short ruminations here.

9 comments on “Musings

  1. buckwheatsrisk
    March 9, 2012

    i know the mask well…

  2. vinishka
    March 10, 2012

    Wonderfully written!

  3. lscotthoughts
    March 14, 2012

    Hi Ninay,

    Thanks for visiting my blog and I love this, very well expressed! I look forward reading more of your blog, too, but I am far behind on reading, so I’ll be back a bit later…take care, Lauren

    • Ninay
      March 15, 2012

      Thanks Lauren! Looking forward to see you around here again! 😉

  4. Alex
    March 16, 2012

    Very nice

  5. jhasmoments
    March 16, 2012

    Nicely written 🙂
    Thanks for the visit back:)

  6. Ken Wallace
    April 7, 2012

    Lovely. Thanks for following my blog–I look forward to reading more of yours!

  7. WASIA J&L Simon
    July 14, 2012

    Expressive and well-written.

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