Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Auctioned Nights, Mourned Mornings

I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly - Richard Siken
I often sleep with action oriented dreams at night planned for next morning and the morning turns out to b a lazy bitch n I go back to my lazy galore and keep thy aspirations aside my pillow and forget. no wonder I have this accumulated museum of life circumcised to my very being. amused to thee circus of life, trying hard to b a good ring master. morning mourning. I am still trying to tame the thing called life.

I have been bidding on the deals since long. Tampered, sealed, broken & fragile, few that still live to witness a struggle some strife. Married and divorced, flings that have kept me alive. I have many times, jumped up to the excited ones, and through the empty ones, took a dive. relationships have been a learning experience. friends and foes - blessing in disguise. The best thing about being a loner is , you have all the time to either screw it all or make it right.
Alive in this very moment. I will not be in the next. Young .growing old until I text. I Breathe to the Breathlessness in days to come. Utilizing Comforted means to a strangled discomforted mess.
The only person with you all your life is you. Your parents die. Things inside you die - illusions, gushes of personality. Only you can sort yourself out. Yourself may not be all you need, but it’s all you’ve got.
- Kate Bush to Tim Lott (Record Mirror, 1978)
"Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished." - Lao Tzu
Few days passe, It drizzled - no rhyme or reason! dogs hid cozy, birds chirped, nightingales sang. Winters - I tell you' just got started - twisted season with a bang! Not much longer, Been a month or so - I gifted myself a Woolen Diaper on the day I was born.
I have been wearing a double pair of socks, piled tops, and paralleled placed lowers tucked inside another. These extra loaded burdened things you called clothes overlapped.I sleep with my head and ears covered at night, ending up, pulling up and pulling it all down clothed & clothe-less fight, eventually struggling to find them underneath the blanket, on bed kept aside. - yet feeling exhausted, itchy, numbed, cold most of the time. A sneak peaked visionary through a pin hole sight, that is all that's uncovered from the seasonal fright. Cheering to the united republic life' rejoice!. May there be love & light! - Anonymous