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Faren Rajkumar
You can find me with my nose in a book
English student, music teacher, newspaper editor, writer and photographer - Windswept swirls of ink and giddy phrases spill from me - Thank you for reading! Contact:
Interests: Finding meaning where there usually isn't.
Recent Activity
Still surprises me How breezy days get sunlight tangled in my hair Continue reading
Posted 7 hours ago at Wanderling
Sometimes I can't see Blinking, trying to cry, out, These stars in my eyes Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Wanderling
I was running out of time Running into walls instead of across long bridges to sparkling cities Ran into a problem, or two or three Still running a temperature because these crashing thoughts spark little fires But at least now I run in the right direction Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Wanderling
You ask me this question How do you know you love me? But my dear How does the sky know that it's blue? How does the moon know it creates the tide? How does a fire know to do anything but burn? Continue reading
Posted 3 days ago at Wanderling
Sometimes, just sometimes All things in the world are right And the stars burn bright Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at Wanderling
In French, you don't say "I miss you" You say "Tu me manques" It means "You are missing from me" What is a heart without a beat or a story without an end? Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at Wanderling
I take life straight up No sugar in my coffee No "let's still be friends" Continue reading
Posted 6 days ago at Wanderling
I'm all splashed in night And the silence settles fast Dark ripples fading Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at Wanderling
I make the tide roll and the thunder cry Because I am a god And that's what gods do But I didn't ask to inherit the sky I said I am too flawed Can I watch the world with you? Continue reading
Posted Jan 19, 2015 at Wanderling
There once was a boy Who once loved a girl Their love was so brief But it changed the world Continue reading
Posted Jan 18, 2015 at Wanderling
Pretending, I think Is worse than saying "goodbye" Or "maybe we shouldn't" Continue reading
Posted Jan 16, 2015 at Wanderling
It's making me shiver All this fire and light Sending flames down my spine Where your fingers once traced Continue reading
Posted Jan 14, 2015 at Wanderling
Love should be like this Feeling like our bodies are Always in the way Continue reading
Posted Jan 14, 2015 at Wanderling
Everything I am These dreams and fears and shivers You are them all, too Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2015 at Wanderling
Do not be alarmed by the diamonds that glare in the tangle of my hair. Does it scare you that my words are sharper than broken glass and brighter than the sun of your Universe? Do you tremble when I exhale a fine mess of dust that shimmers like the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 12, 2015 at Science (fiction) of Love
If there really is nothing left, I'm happy and so should you be. Because, my dear, Alone is good. Together is better. Alone together is best. Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2015 at Science (fiction) of Love
The word of the hour that never a minute passes in our hearts "Perchance" As it passes, this windy day brushing the branch against the window to make a small sound "Perchance" Cold and almost rainy - almost - so long as the clouds hold in their breath "Perchance" Not... Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2015 at Wanderling
Bright and beautiful We are like stars in the night But fading with time Continue reading
Posted Jan 7, 2015 at Wanderling
If you don't smile now You will scare winter away All the snow will melt Continue reading
Posted Jan 5, 2015 at Wanderling
Love is not a verb This feeling must be a noun Two words: Sun Fire Continue reading
Posted Jan 4, 2015 at Wanderling
I need room to breathe Slowly like a sleepy breeze Or so fast it stops Continue reading
Posted Jan 3, 2015 at Wanderling
I make a wish every night on a Drifting Satellite, just like every young girl since the last Small star burned out. They roll across the sky among the space rocks and ship parts, just slow enough to hear my hopeful whisper. Like a strange word I once read in... Continue reading
Posted Dec 29, 2014 at Science (fiction) of Love
A shallow stream is deepening The water moves, now fast What once was faster than fleeting is moving slow, as though to last A new forever place, with an end unseen The river becomes a lake and the lake is deep as the sea Continue reading
Posted Dec 29, 2014 at Wanderling
Every night I lie awake caressing the empty air as if it is the palm of your hand or the soft skin of your forehead wrinkled by a sleeping smile. It always takes me a minute to return to my senses, to realize that I'm holding nothing but air, and... Continue reading
Posted Dec 28, 2014 at Wanderling
Don't give me away Let me stay this secret thing Sleeping in your bed Continue reading
Posted Dec 28, 2014 at Wanderling