Monday, April 9, 2012

The Interrupted Transmission



Here i stand, with the transmission of my intuition malfunctioning.The signal disruption seems to be unending. The big bang of emotions leaves the background radiation of betrayal evading the senses.

The rising temperature of my thoughts seems to melt the receiver of waves of intuition. The fuming trust erodes the sanity out of me.


As the frequency of my soul keeps switching, the transmissions seem to be a bundle of mysteries waiting to be decoded. A code, waiting to be cracked up...



7 comments:

Raajii said...

ah - so intense!

Biya said...

yup! i wrote this one way back, was going through my old stuff and found this one :)

quartertoinsane said...

arnt u a doctor, y is this written in an engineer-esque style?

Biya said...

yes i am a doctor who loves physics :)

quartertoinsane said...

nice :D

Giancarlo said...

dall'Italia una caloroso...ciao

Jack said...

Biya,

First visit. Read all current posts. Abortion, Parents and Little One touched the heart. I am sure you will make everyone proud of you. You will surely be a not only famous but a compassionate doctor too. The Play showed culmination of love in such a realistic way.

Take care