And here I am
Sitting in the midst of chaos again
Air laced with aroma
Of freshly roasted coffee
A mosiac of mutilated melodies
Playing in the backgrounds again
A lost battle
Between cacophony and flute
I am scribbling
My pleasure and pain
Or just filling
This little yellow paper
With empty meaningless words again
Today, I am alive
Relatively sane
It’s just another day
Passing by
I am sitting still
In this eye of storm
I have nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
Sometimes I feel so small
Like resting on red sands
Just a tiny grain
Or a drop of dew
Aimlessly travelling the winds
Dreaming to drown in rain
I wish
I was a fraction of time
Treading unharmed
This planet of chaos
I wish
I was indifferent to boon or bane..
(Wrote this waiting for food at a café)
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Well crafted. I wish to be a fraction of time, also, so as to pass unnoticed.
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Unnoticed is the right word! Thank you.
Yea sometimes i dont want anything to weigh me down.
Thanks 🙂
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beautiful. I have these moments as well. cherish them!
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Thank you. I like these light moments. Almost weightless. It doesnt happen often so yes must be cherished 🙂
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I just love the poem. It expresses some of my feelings in a very acute way. Thank you!
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I am glad. Thanks for stopping by and appreciating 🙂
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