into absurdity

deliberations

[akshshro]

almost feel as if i've met you, crossed paths on the streets of delhi. forgive my forwardness, but are you single? would love to spend some time with you. while the day away over poetry, literature, and more.

i am. let me know who you are

[two-bees-poetry]

[akshshro]

hello!! i really like your content and profile, and am smitten by how beautiful you look omg - can i be friends and then moreee?

hey!

thank you so much for the love. i cant be more than friends, sorry,,, I'm very much in love with someone but we can definitely be friends, if you'd like?

[fairfowl]

Cringe queers are the richest part of our community

Baby butches who really like star wars, trans catgirls, socially awkward twinks who may never be graceful enough to be fabulous, trans guys with weird hair, goths of many flavors

These are the everyday people who give us flavor and color. Not everyone can be a tv drag queen or a hot muscle butch on Instagram, and those who aren't, those who are loud and unapologetic, unhip and truly Queer in both senses of the word are the ones who you well meet, and often the ones who will make a difference

[vnusplanetoflove]

just so u know everything in the entire universe is always about love and when it isn't about love it is abt the absence of love. hope this makes sense

[akshshro]

it do be a nice combination

[akshshro]

black coffee and classics

[leijins-deactivated20210827]

It has to be passionate or I don’t want it.

[akshshro]

Have I seen you somewhere? , have I crossed you somewhere? , or this is just a wrinkle in time ; maybe we are close yet far. Maybe there is an answers to these questions. What do you think?

you may have seen me somewhere, you may have crossed me somewhere. for all i know, you may even have known me at some point. but do these answers matter?

[akshshro]

wait for a while, no. no? just a minute. please. please? okay. don't leave, don't stay. linger. a little while, a few seconds... wear your socks a little slow, stand up hesitantly, brush off the dust speck by speck by speck... linger for a while, for me

[akshshro]

कुछ पूछा जाये? कुछ कहा जाये? इंतजार में रह कर चलो चला जाये...

कहां चलने का इरादा है आपका?

[groundlessness-deactivated20240]

I just want to read a few books per week, learn multiple languages, and a couple of instruments, become more proficient at advanced mathematics, write essays and books, exercise regularly, sleep eight hours per night, eat really healthily, have an active social life including enjoying all of my close relationships, and be really sexy. Is that really so unreasonable

[akshshro]

a very important read

[akshshro]

monsoon and non-reading

[akshshro]

for a long time this conflict between expression and its usage has been a part of me. a new thought has been brewing for a while now; i think of identity and recognition. a person in their early 20s travelling to an unknown city filled with strangers, staying there and carving out a space for themselves. a man in his late 60s sitting on a park bench reminiscing youth, like all modernists. what is it about ageing, anyway? that ruthless pain in the back, in the spine, cracking bones, piles, infertility.

i think of moments of tenderness in the midst of it all. moments which make life worth living. when i kissed her without any inhibition, our legs entwined, bodies entwined, fingers entwined, when all thinking and conflict and debate left my body and all i saw were her dove-like eyes. when without saying a word my father, sitting across the room understands. when he came and lingered as if time were a rubber and with his words he could stretch it, like he stretched boundaries. i think of my mother always getting a new pair of socks for my father even though he always says he doesn't need any, but wears them all the same. when she makes that extra cup of chai because some may want more.

is kindness difficult?

it shouldn't be, right?

[cmacaulays]

gwendolyn brooks / milsae / richard siken / mario miranda / ross gay / jacob van loop

[thecolorblockcurator]

Self-Portrait in Blue Sari, Amrita Sher-Gil