Twisted,warped,crushed and a little dirty,pale
Life,rummy once stinks now,rotten,stale
Being pushed,driven,haggled and hurried,
Whatever happened to my pace,my tread,tranquil,unhurried?
Voices ringing in my head,surely,not mine,
This image in mirror,filled with cracks,sharp,oh so fine.
Pain,beyond sensation,spread like normality,
Numb,by the continuous humdrum,darn,this banality...
Life,rummy once stinks now,rotten,stale
Being pushed,driven,haggled and hurried,
Whatever happened to my pace,my tread,tranquil,unhurried?
Voices ringing in my head,surely,not mine,
This image in mirror,filled with cracks,sharp,oh so fine.
Pain,beyond sensation,spread like normality,
Numb,by the continuous humdrum,darn,this banality...
Dude when do u get the time to write all this??? We mere mortals run here n there just to finish our trivial assignments n projects and you, with all your responsibilities, write so frequently. When I started my blog, I thought I'll write regularly abt this n that but its usually one post a month :P
ReplyDeleteAnyways another gem from you, always a delight to read :)
When something touches you a little too deep and a little too hard words flow easily I guess...writing doesn't take a lot of time :)
ReplyDeleteRealizing that it needs to be penned takes some time though
I am so glad you visit my blogspot mittal saab...thnx!
Jhurani Sir, m a regular visitor and a big fan of ur blog. :)
ReplyDeleteI wanted to be a writer but in the end laziness prevails... :P
U just made my day mittal saab...thnx for your kind words :) Would love to see you writing more often
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