I sat wondering about commas and semi-colons, I placed them within my whims and fancies; they called them illogical and I said it was my world and I would stop, pause or even take a breath at my own leisure space of time. I wouldn't care less about grammar and I was definitely forbidden to care about alien things of Latin derivation.
The world inside me churned slowly; like placid lake in wake of storm; like sheets of bed unturned from causal caresses of wilderness; like sprouts in soiled earth; like moths on my bedside lamp which never transformed into beautiful alluring butterflies.
I slept on it. I slept over my thoughts, I placed them within thin frames and subjected them to judicious awakenings. I wouldn't care less about the righteous or vices of the origin of my generation and I was definitely forbidden by my own self to judge the species to which I belong.
Are these just thoughts or is it a case of upset stomach ?
I wonder and I guess I am hungry all over again... or maybe, not.
3 reactions:
as usual...awesome.
have been waiting for new post...and coool layout.
M
Thanks M. I hope I would re-gain my writing all over again. I had lost myself somewhere in time and cities
Hey great new look you've given to ur blog...niiice.
Loved this piece immensely.
Something profound, something stimulating in these words here - evoking something that I have no name for. Even inspired me to get down to writing which I do rarely these days.
Reminded me so much of myself, the one that I feel I have lost - just can't write like this anymore - with such grace, such elegance, such rawness!
Enjoyed reading this sooooooo much, kind of got me in touch with myself after a long long time.
Kudos!
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