Thursday, April 7, 2011


We drifted away, caught up in the mundane.
In fate’s treacherous ordinariness,
And the sustainability of pain.


Basque-Land said...

Pain is sticky and joy is fleeting. Well done. Love the picture.

Nazia Mallick said...

...and we are caught up in the sadistic foreplay.

Thank you Rozanna!

Tanzila said...

sometimes this mundaneness is a salve. the everyday makes that one day seem farther.

Nazia Mallick said...


Thank you Tanzila.

Anonymous said...

You have that gift for expressing such depth in so few words, Nazia.

It is so great to read you again and feel that connectedness through the deeps.

Emotion and expression of... Your words are alive with complexity. And sometimes I think LIFE ITSELF is sadistic foreplay. :-)


Nazia Mallick said...

Thank you so much Christine. It's great to have you again.
Your views on life here matches mine. Often, it is.


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