yaadein

i'll come round

to your yard girl

i'll let you know

next time i go

to the secret garden 

in springfield

we can listen to 

woh lamhe

woh lamhe

woh bheegi bheegi yaadein

liberation

then maybe liberation

lies in realising 

that it really don't matter

nah it really won't matter

then maybe liberation

lies in knowing

that its the former 

not the latter

where needs lie

so you don't hafta try

to get by

                        just float

for the end is neigh

the end is neigh

raining in niagara

hiding behind a lens
the last few months spence,
you've been more of a friend
to me than anyone I know
spence in so many ways
you've helped me to grow
better, stronger
braver
I long for
us to stay friends
forever-----------------
the qualities you possess
are nothing less
than beautiful///////////
patience emblazoned
with a nervous calm
so I wonder, can't you just
stay here
for I'll miss you so much
I'll miss you so much
I'll miss our adventures, spencer
I'll miss
traipsing around
in storms,
I'll miss
all our sketchy places
distracting     from the sketchy dark spaces
that lie within us
you know what I'm talking about
spence you know
what it's like
life
ink and light
hands across the sea
connected we'll always be

girl, how do I say goodbye?
I die 

a little every time
the rain is falling
in niagara tonight
xx

explore and restore

exploring

restoring

hope

the places i go

they be so dope

that the mind expands

facts cram

fiction together

and dreams 

become string

tying in truth

exploring 

restoring

hope

what i got

you looked so beautiful

at the wedding

the niazi wedding

one of ours

i was there floating

smudged eye liner

a fuzzy mind

a new sister in law

i had to remind

myself, that i was there

not in a dream

lately I've been 

living in a dream

with nepalese music

clouds a discoloured cream

I lost my life

I lost myself

I traded it in

and there you looked beautiful

you brought me back to earth
girl, I kept bumping into your twin

hers eyes sad but filled with mirth

she told me i used to be so much fun

she asked me why I changed

why I had no phone

I bit my tongue, I refrained

from saying a thing

she said i had the perfect life

she said i have the perfect life

she said I had the perfect life

was she right

is that what I got?

impermanance

what was true then

is now just something 

                   intangible             unreal

how fleeting

these feelings

we claim to possess

maybe by meeting 

less             and         less

souls

we'll understand

that we met no one

in particular

we were met with nothing

                            be not bitter

for impermanence

is of this world

(a self fulfilling prophecy)

you spoke

you spoke

in a manner

so business like

i thought the cracks 

in your voice might

give way

and a crater would form, 

you would be unable to say

a single thing

then you would be left

you would be left

with nothing

but non language

emotions

you don't have