iam enough
the questions from come from a place of quiet, the voices are loud, the noises deafen. there’s so much to get done, a smile here, a pause there, the right…[...]
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sounds of madras
[video width="720" height="1280" mp4="https://madrasponnu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/06/286567528_412107300768659_4001505623556484847_n.mp4"][/video] it’s not the same everyday, and yet somehow it is. things slow as people hustle by nature silenced as we awake, it’s easy to look past,…[...]
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glass always full
[video width="720" height="1280" mp4="https://madrasponnu.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/IMG_4611.mp4"][/video] the sky opens up, venting with a vengeance. i soak in the obscurity, suspended animation. do i sound entitled? are my thoughts invalid? glass half full,…[...]
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life in the moment
almost empty, the bottom too close. but there’s still coffee just a few sips. sips to pause time, sips to tide me over. would i look back, to this moment?…[...]
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documenting memories
biscuits wrapped in newspapers, i dint even have to tell you, i never had to, for anything. cigarettes for you, biscuits for me. coffee for me. tea for you. i…[...]
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a moment from another lifetime
a paused moment, from two days of eternity, imperfectly perfect. the waves, the sun, the view i’d trade all of everything , for another such day with you. [...]
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protect your soul
no one is unveiling statues after you die, even if so, what use does it serve? if they all harp on the same words, do the voices get so…[...]
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