Tag Archives: reflection

betrayal

is it fair to stab in the back
a person you held dear
the ruthlessness of the society
made you do that you fear
might someday happen to you

advantage over relations
pragmatic over emotions
at what cost, though
promises on occasions
are now buried declarations

what’s left behind
is a broken heart
and a soul unhealing
even sobs have choked
themselves to sleep

will it get better?

yesterday i was sleeping on a big bed, legs in leisure, paramount comfort. today, i can touch the opposite wall with absolutely no strain. i cannot stretch my legs. i can’t find any way to get comfortable.

to come to a new city and realize how people take advantage of people in need is not something i like. but, i can’t be too surprised. last time i was here, it had the same problems. the room was bigger though. more… roomier. this one cant be called a room. it’s a travesty that shouldn’t exist. i tried to adjust to it but it is fucking hard. placing a laptop on the bed that’s barely two feet wide and to try and rest… with my two bags that can’t fit anywhere, because there isn’t any place.

i am disappointed because this was supposed to help me study, get in the zone. how can i do that if the first problem that i need to solve is to be able to sit down quietly? i can hear others through the walls… people not more than five feet away from me. less than five hours and i am fed up. tired. and lost. i can’t get out for a month and this… this prison is all i got. such a different perspective, this. sad and lonely and miserable and in pain.

a call out of the blue

i miss my friends
scattered around every which way
i miss my friends

a song overheard
we used to sing together, out of tune
lyrically lazy

cheapest soda
only to get more and more, wasting time
how precious

riding a moped
sitting four with olympian skills
on a flat tyre

not lazy, now crazy busy
gulping pricey liquids alone
four seater, sits one

unpaved trail

the unknown path,
why is it calling me
everyone’s left the shore
why is it showing me the way

i breath because of you
i see the world
but the eyes are yours
i exist because of you

i am used to it now

i walk this lonely road
unending, unbending
i stop on this lonely road
unrepentant, unburdened

i am used to it now

this path, what do they want
they are immovable
these limbs, what do they want
they are unstoppable

i am used to it now

shhhhhh……

a secret in those eyes
hidden away, locked
the betrayal and the lies
i feel i’m being mocked

a feeling uneasy, every time
i look at you now
and you say everything’s fine
yet you broke the vow

would you gain back the trust
so unceremoniously broken
or give in again to lust
and be just a token

a secret never for another ear
but only for those eyes
staring through the crumpled mirror
and with it, it shall die

Inertia

The daily prompts are getting a bit boring now. I don’t know if that’s due to me trying to do most of them or because they are actually boring. Or maybe the rut is getting to me. I don’t want that. But sometimes you can’t control these things. The whole point is to be able to get through and come out the other side. I’m trying that.

Right now, it’s getting difficult to manage life. I feel pretty stressed out about tomorrow. And tomorrow I’ll feel the same about the day after. What I need right now is some change in the everyday proceedings. It’s funny how difficult any transition can be. Being unsure of yourself seems to be part of the job.

As to how long this will take is something I can’t put my finger on. There’s something called theory of inertia which states that objects that are moving or stationary will remain to do so unless acted upon by an external force. That’s actually the first law of motion. Seems to resonate a lot in life, not just the realm of physics. I need to find an external force to get out of this inertia. Act, you imbalanced force, act.