Times there are, when you cry, when you laugh.
And then times like these,
When neither you try.
For there's none to laugh along,
Nothing to weep about.
Only a looming boredom
That elicits a pensive me.
So, here i am - speechless yet alive,
With thoughts rushing through my head,
Not knowing which to track.
To trace the crowd that gulps me,
Or the bubble of quiet that frees me?
The choice makes me glum.
Makes me shut myself from the noise.
I retreat into the bubble,
And amble in the consuming silence.
Wednesday 18 April 2007
Thoughts
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1 comments:
I guess we all go through what you have described.There are times when your mind is a sea of thoughts,some stagnant,some flowing,and yet you cannot make up your mind whether to flow with the tide or retreat to the shore.Simple,yet so relevant! :)
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