It’s amazing how complacency breeds within us. Crawls up and closes in without ourselves ever realizing it did. How many times were you caught off guard? Just today alone?
Feel.
Waking up every morn with a 10-ton heel for a heart isn’t the good morning sane people receive. You take me on adventures every night, all of which I will never recall when consciousness arrives. Did we travel the world and explore every…
T’was such a night as nowThe seconds ticked and quicken towards mornThe sounds of drunkards, an aftermath of post revelryThe echoes of garbage trucks, making their daily rounds at scheduled intervals
I looked across the room and your eyes catch mine. We gazed for a moment and you asked, do you know the meaning of my name?My understanding of Punjabi is rudimentary, if anything, non-existent.
There are tough times for all in this world,But after the fact most claim they were never really worth,The pain they cause, the marks they leave,All the defensive reasons giving birth to bad seasons,A dance of collasping dominoes.
I am grateful she has not been working on her aim, with every miss accompanied by low rumbles. Perhaps I am not her target. Perhaps I speak too soon.
I wished it went on forever, a point in time that remained locked. Like a save point in windows OS where you could revert whenever. Why? So many levels…
Fear to flourishFear to flounderFear to feel
I came back home today and switched on the laptop to check mails. And again, I allowed myself to hang my head low. But it wasn’t rage I felt, but the death of my soul…
It is what it is, and I accept it. I said that today. Twice. For someone that believes there’s nothing in this world she cannot do, is an utterly defeatist admission.
