Parallel Monologues

A brooding player, a sensitive charmer
A lost butterfly, a moody talker…who is who?
One up, one down…who supports who?
Both soaring occasionally in brief moments
That seem snatched from the grasp of reality
Which leaves a pitiful void for what has been and isn’t any more.

Where does your pain end and mine begin?
Do your eyes start where I finish?
Or do my tears flow from where your smile starts to fade?
Do we drown each other’s silence…or noise?

Two times lonely doesn’t make company
Nothing but momentary comfort
That sometimes is all that there is left.
Would you term it empathy?
Would you call it a bond?
Never mind, I’d say
Just call it parallel monologues.

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About IdeaSmith

IdeaSmith is the digital doppelganger of Ramya Pandyan (intrepid train-traveller and frequent spouter of post-midnight rhymes and rants). As IdeaSmith she battles obscurity and slays boredom with her stories about men, books, digitalia and Mumbai. She performs live and also blogs, tweets, Instagrams, Facebooks, +G’s, Youtubes and Goodreads all as IdeaSmith. Ramya is a blogger, digital storyteller and spoken word performer. She also runs a forum for aspiring writers called Alphabet Sambar. Tweet-bomb her at @ideasmithy.

Posted on August 2, 2004, in Hormone hangover, Relationships and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. is not life all about “parallel” monologues”..the human condition is universal though not uniform in its expresses…

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