Sometimes we are not existing anywhere; we are nowhere in the past, future or now. We are lighter than the cotton ball and we are simultaneously at our forward and reverse. This ambiguity, I believe, is the beauty of nothingness.
See me mumbling
That's how you got me stumbling..
I saw a nightmare
I had a dream
That's what made me scream..
Watch me making it
See me ruining it
That's how I've been tuning it..
I ran for life
I crippled through longing
That's what I know of the feeling of belonging..
Watch me going crazy
see me giving up
That's how I've been living up..
I paused till death
I made a lifetime wait
That's what doesn't need a debate..
I take in red
I reflect a haze
That's the way my life is a maize..
I had it done
I got it finished
That's how I left it undistinguished..
You watch me burring it
I catch you watching me
That is the beauty of being "ME"..
I look for skies
I die for that land
That's a monopoly which is banned..
Watch me going on
See me on s reverse
That's why I say memories are a curse..
I've been "there"
I've done "that"
What is this all about? you please state..!!
Poetry by sadaf
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Written on 2014-10-03 at 12:42
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Inexplicable me
Watch me crySee me mumbling
That's how you got me stumbling..
I saw a nightmare
I had a dream
That's what made me scream..
Watch me making it
See me ruining it
That's how I've been tuning it..
I ran for life
I crippled through longing
That's what I know of the feeling of belonging..
Watch me going crazy
see me giving up
That's how I've been living up..
I paused till death
I made a lifetime wait
That's what doesn't need a debate..
I take in red
I reflect a haze
That's the way my life is a maize..
I had it done
I got it finished
That's how I left it undistinguished..
You watch me burring it
I catch you watching me
That is the beauty of being "ME"..
I look for skies
I die for that land
That's a monopoly which is banned..
Watch me going on
See me on s reverse
That's why I say memories are a curse..
I've been "there"
I've done "that"
What is this all about? you please state..!!
Poetry by sadaf
Read 932 times
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Written on 2014-10-03 at 12:42
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