{343} – Exhibition in Vanity – Rahul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)

I am in the makingof my own digital cageI confess all the numbnessthat comes with notlistening to yourselfJust to seek validation from youthat in itself comes froma similar point of viewCreating a distortedmade up world full ofunicorns of positivity hidingdemons of loneliness Chasing quiet but I am chasedin the economy of distractionAn anonymous entity wantingContinue reading “{343} – Exhibition in Vanity – Rahul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)”

{338} Too Many Dreams – Raul Gaur (of Smoke Words Every Day)

I think about you just enoughfor you to knock in my dreamswhere we danceinside cyclones and fiery stormsto descend insidevolcanoes that bloom like flowersWhy did we give all of usto emotions that made us feel nothingDid we want to touch the extreme of loveso bad that all we could ever give wasa mutual pain thatContinue reading “{338} Too Many Dreams – Raul Gaur (of Smoke Words Every Day)”

Anticipatory Love – Rahul Gauer (Smoke Words Every Day)

Dissociation in styleI walk on reflected cloudsIt’s a metaphorical livingI wish I could live on the groundI always wander in the spacesLiminal places of the nether worldwhere the shape of a snow is intactand the anticipation of a surprise still betterthan the surprise of you visitingwhere you don’t usually visitUsually i’m the first to arriveContinue reading “Anticipatory Love – Rahul Gauer (Smoke Words Every Day)”

[314] No One At All – Raul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)

Being someone elseBeing somewhere elseAfter a while all perfume smells are familiarand the association of the smell with characters Today I wear youand try to see it all through youThe way I pause before I speakThe way I don’t pay attention to time at allMaybe you saw the world as a rocky placeMaybe I readContinue reading “[314] No One At All – Raul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)”

{313} Untitled Living -Rahul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)

https://rahulgaurblog.com/ The secrets of the skieslie at our feetbut we’re busy looking upforging the present inthe hope of a futureStuck in limbos of wanting to liveand the hustle of dying slowlywe find ourselves lost most of the timewhen we should lose ourselves oftento find what we’re all about The post [313] Untitled Living appeared first on Smoke WordsContinue reading “{313} Untitled Living -Rahul Gaur (Smoke Words Every Day)”