there dallies a small inkling:
the power to change or withhold
the chance to fold or grow old
and never know…
although something inside
echoes
that Regret will not crow proudly
and Instinct will
remain the
truest guide.
2012
Tag Archives: thinking
To Remember
the past comes back
in the most unexpected ways
what you never wanted to forget
fades without notice
what you never wanted to remember again
catches you completely unaware
and at times
what you thought was forgotten
was just waiting for its
chance to be remembered…
thinking too much
there is a rumour
of empty space
its hallow call
fills the breath
of room it
usually occupies
as it tries its
feeble best
to spread its peace
the clusters of chaos
have advancedly arrived
they nudge and jostle
trilling their slogans
each wanting to
trigger
struggling one above the other
to subsume
in desires to consume
“that is the dilemma when you think too much”
thought alone
we are strangers to ourselves
only our thoughts know us better
and yet we hide their likeness
fearing only we have thought alone
inkling
there dallies a small inkling:
the power to change or withhold
the chance to fold or grow old
and never know…
although something inside
echoes
that Regret will not crow proudly
and Instinct will
remain the
truest guide.
insatiable
sinking my teeth in
letting the subjective gush out
it pools metaphorically around my wettish, wrinkled toes
wasted with a hungry willingness
sated yet ever greedy
glutted yet voracious for more
consumed with a tenacious menace
all
that refuses
to be written or read.
elude
words elude me…
running blindly,
unlike similies,
unread metaphors,
all escape me.
to exist still more,
in my fitful thoughts.
The Thin-king
Thin-king
always famished
is he.
devouring my words;
let him do so
lest he nibble upon thoughts
chewing description
beyond
recognition
the thin-king detests!:
thesmoothsphericalfullnessofflow
(it gives him indigestion)
what do you know?
no what to know
no nothing to know
their only thin-king
they
do
intotheindigo 