not connected

violent thoughts occupy me
betrayed by my own
we shared a life together
every night, every morn

and you left me hanging
staring into the abyss
the dreams we had together
witnessing that kiss

you made all my troubles vanish
gave me a world of opportunities
i can’t find a trace of yours now
no matter how much i pray the deities

i wish you’d come back now
for it is my only will
without you o my internet
how am i to netflix and chill

wishful thinking

one day i’ll be up so high
first to see the sun up in sky
over valleys, indian ocean
will see the earth in motion

one day i’ll be in so deep
on the edge of earth, taking a leap
a school of fish alongside
showing me the way as my guide

one day i’ll walk on land
no prejudice, just hand in hand
no race, religion, discrimination
and another bucket list after the occasion

Witness my solitude

When you do something scary or stressful — bungee jumping, public speaking, etc. — do you prefer to be surrounded by friends or by strangers? Why?

I love my freedom. It helps me pursue the things I want with optimal stress. I try not to maximize it by getting into silly arguments with people who want me to back out of things I’m already committed to do. Let’s face it, there’s very little someone can do if you know what you want to. That means I like doings certain things alone.

Never had an experience with bungee jumping till date. But it does make sense to have people around. We want to bask in the glory of our success. Wouldn’t be a jump if there’s no selfie in this narcissistic world now, would it? It is also comforting to have people around if you fail. A jump that high… are you kidding me? You are a goner if things go south (unintended pun intended).

About that public speaking bit… It doesn’t make sense to have a public speaking encounter alone. It’s supposed to be public, man. get a grip. You have to ensure that people witness you. Especially, in case of public speaking. It’s their absence that should alarm you. So yeah, witness me witness you witness me.

That went a bit more positive than anticipated. I don’t want that. Let’s try something new…. Look, at the end of the day, we are all going to be alone. This tedious walk we are taking on this rock will last however long it may. That’s pretty uncertain. But what’s certain is the fact that in the end, we all die alone. Be it surrounded with witnesses around a bed or while bungee jumping or when you are walking alone in the rain. it’s just a fact.

On that note, good morning to the people who woke up. And sweet dreams to people who are about to go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.

the cracked mirror

the cracked mirror on the wall
staring back into the soul
watching life go by
can’t stand it

can’t stand the failures playing
in front of my eyes
can’t bear to rewind my being
and witness the lies

lies i told myself
to avoid facing my own gaze
uncover the bookshelf
of betrayal and not faze

i’m tired of it
watching life play by
hoping my mind would quit
asking why me, why?

genius

ordinary person with
extraordinary talent

or extraordinary person
with ordinary?

maybe just
ordinary with ordinary.

it’s just the world
stupid, cowardly world

deeming anything worthy
of applaud. deserved or otherwise

our insecurities
lazy, uninspired lives

makes easy to label
spectacular

what otherwise is
easy. if tried

he speaks 3 languages
hey, you can too

no. i can’t. only
a genius can

mediocrity is the new
exceptional

the learned are the new
foolish