Thoughts
Never ending race
But I’m tired
My emotional self is now dryer
No desires
Yet I’m running like fire
Soul dead
And the body wants to rest
But the fear of them flying ahead
And me being left
And the fear of gossips, that will arise
So I can’t stop and unwind
Not even for a little while
Even though I’m tired
Allergic to the fake smiles
People throw it everywhere
in a nonchalant style
Random number, I don’t want to dial
If only all conversations were worthwhile
But world’s a faker’s binary file
Numbers are guile
There’s no place for naive child
Who wants to bloom like lily
In the Nile
2017 left us before we knew it. I feel like it was the most unproductive year of my life. So, to make 2018 productive, I came up with the list of things I want to do in 2018.
1. To make the habit of sleeping early and getting up early. Also, to get 8 hours of sleep a day.
2. Get into fitness and start eating healthy overall.
3. Stop procrastinating
4. Learn guitar
5. Travel more
6. Find a better job
7. Learn at least 2 more languages
8. Get more organized
9. Learn to cook variety of foods
10. Meet more people
11. To be positive
12. To smile more and be happy in general
13. To write more
14. To read more books
15. To be more creative
I know it’s a bit late, but
Happy New Year everyone.
I hope you will enjoy great things in 2018 and be happy.
via Daily Prompt: Conversation
An introvert
Hate small talk
Everyday, hundreds hellos and hundreds hi
To all, I’d reply I’m fine
But am I?
Finally you said that you want me
After making me wander around like a bumblebee
Finally you said that you missed me
After I cried months under this Christmas tree
Finally I can see you being sincere
But my love, after being woebegone for too long
I finally moved on.
To gaze and admire a rose is not a sin
But picking it and taking to bin is
You’d say you promised nothing
But all the talks about loves and huggings
Was that bluffing?
The giant figures that stayed behind my side
Slowly crumbling
Those giant hands I held
Slowly getting smaller and smaller
Everyday everything seems so familiar
Just like yesterday, so similar
But when I look back now
When did the things change so much?
The fine lines on my mother’s cheek is now deeper
Her hands feels different now to the same touch
Dad’s hair getting lesser and whiter
The giant figures who took care of me since my birthday
I hope to take care of them someday.
via Daily Prompt: Almost
Almost is the most painful grief ever
Almost passed classes
Almost successful dates
Almost received loves
Almost caught buses
Almost achieved dreams….
Time sure flies
But I refuse to get out
From these cozy four walls
As soon as the sun rise
I want to spring out like the bean sprout
Away from these walls to the waterfall
But the track to the waterfall is not my space
Can I walk alone to the waterfall from this hideout?
I doubt
So instead I walk down my memory lane
again and yet again
I’m trapped alone in this cozy place
With cozy memories and cozy loneliness.
Your eyes and your gaze
Slowly keeps pulling me towards you
I can’t stop feeling this way
Those eyes keep giving me butterflies
Maybe you won’t feel the same way
But my butterflies won’t go away
Oh butterflies
Oh butterflies!!!
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