Blue as the sky
Or, blue as the ocean?
Seamless water,
Or, lucid cloudy sky?
..
Pretentious profanity
Or, ostentatious fidelity?
Prickly revelations,
Aiding smothering shambles!
..
Ahaan?
Seems like the night's going to hit hard!
..
Confining yourself to
Minuscule trickling stream of thoughts?
Or, making out a way
Far away
From all the superposed apprehensions?
......
Isn't it funny to see a pattern
In all the disclosures?
When all you need is a chance of "self-closure".
Where, your very own insatiable self-ego,
No more asks for a heavyweight set of apologies ,
For every gesture
that was a move towards disparaging own "individuality"!
..
It's funny, I know.
That's what you're thinking.
If not you, maybe most of them are.
And even, when not "the most" of them are!
I, still am!
And that's not even the worst part.
..
But, the worst part is
I love the cliffhangers
Or, maybe that's how I have groomed myself over the years.
Trying to find a hook,
Get attached.
Or, maybe
Cling to it till eternity.
..
Guess, what?
Who leaves a part of himself?
Everytime he moves from one hook to another.
It's "me"!
The hyperactive soul,
Trying to fit in the trajectory of "masses",
Far away from my very own self-reliant anomalies.
..
In the awake of these trajectory of masses,
The only problem I had is moving on from "people", at times.
(Basically, the set of individuals who were more than people, but my insatiable ego is learning to fit in the trajectory of masses.)
So, Yes, the same "people"!
Who have forgotten,
The chime from the past,
When the cliff meant
Each other's back,
And hooks were the superlative bonds!
(Period)
..
When the calls were answered,
Thoughts were reciprocated,
Freedom of thoughts felt for real,
And things were a little less ostentatious!
I told you, cliffhangers!
..
Whatsoever the case is,
Or, no matter, how blue the sky is or ocean is!
There is a sense of belongingness in this "blue".
In this particular hook, at this instance.
Which has been defying the order of my insatiable ego to break through the self reliant anomalies .
No wonder, for how long!
Ahaan?
Seems like the night's going to hit hard!
Or, blue as the ocean?
Seamless water,
Or, lucid cloudy sky?
..
Pretentious profanity
Or, ostentatious fidelity?
Prickly revelations,
Aiding smothering shambles!
..
Ahaan?
Seems like the night's going to hit hard!
..
Confining yourself to
Minuscule trickling stream of thoughts?
Or, making out a way
Far away
From all the superposed apprehensions?
......
Isn't it funny to see a pattern
In all the disclosures?
When all you need is a chance of "self-closure".
Where, your very own insatiable self-ego,
No more asks for a heavyweight set of apologies ,
For every gesture
that was a move towards disparaging own "individuality"!
..
It's funny, I know.
That's what you're thinking.
If not you, maybe most of them are.
And even, when not "the most" of them are!
I, still am!
And that's not even the worst part.
..
But, the worst part is
I love the cliffhangers
Or, maybe that's how I have groomed myself over the years.
Trying to find a hook,
Get attached.
Or, maybe
Cling to it till eternity.
..
Guess, what?
Who leaves a part of himself?
Everytime he moves from one hook to another.
It's "me"!
The hyperactive soul,
Trying to fit in the trajectory of "masses",
Far away from my very own self-reliant anomalies.
..
In the awake of these trajectory of masses,
The only problem I had is moving on from "people", at times.
(Basically, the set of individuals who were more than people, but my insatiable ego is learning to fit in the trajectory of masses.)
So, Yes, the same "people"!
Who have forgotten,
The chime from the past,
When the cliff meant
Each other's back,
And hooks were the superlative bonds!
(Period)
..
When the calls were answered,
Thoughts were reciprocated,
Freedom of thoughts felt for real,
And things were a little less ostentatious!
I told you, cliffhangers!
..
Whatsoever the case is,
Or, no matter, how blue the sky is or ocean is!
There is a sense of belongingness in this "blue".
In this particular hook, at this instance.
Which has been defying the order of my insatiable ego to break through the self reliant anomalies .
No wonder, for how long!
Ahaan?
Seems like the night's going to hit hard!
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