Thoughts on films, books, music and life.
30th December 2017 Why the need? So grave a need, to be loved, felt as deeply as the deepest of oceans, the need to feel another's warm tender arms on your body, their sweat beneath your legs their raw heavy breath onto your cherry red lips? Their long trembling hands onto your bare freckled back,… Continue reading Why the need?
17th November 2016 08:30 pm My skin is frail, my clothes in tatters; my heart aches with despair my mind saunters for peace. The sun hides its light and walks into oblivion The moon darkens and dulls to become nothing but dust The air poisons itself and hopes to escape from the heavy dark feeling… Continue reading Untitled 3
31st July 2015 The road I walk is harsh as the cuckoo's cry in winter. Cuts, bruises and marks like pecks on those soft timbers And my friends wonder what it's like to walk through a colorful mist that can misguide you but will never befool you Oh friends! If only were it that easy… Continue reading The road I walk
21st May 2014 Saturday 04:51 pm Struck were those lifeless strings with a heart full of hope, serene music burst forth so easy to cope. Here I drew my art on the flawless caravan, and drank the beauty of "Yes, I can".
16th May 2014 Friday 05:03 pm The sun tickled the way in through my soul, The water swam into my dreams, The air left me undone and unseen The fire burned my errs and sedated me for a moment. For now I stand illuminated and wooed, hastily waving goodbye to all my foes.
18th October 2013 There I walked midst the woods, pestering the fallen grass A view, then, bewitched my eyes, After all of my sauntering I saw, I finally felt, There she stood amid the trees Laughing with serenity was Joy.
Urza Acharya 