When you can find no reason
come over to me,
i shall tell thee,
stories,
of people and them motivations
of acts done, when none
no reason,
no season or neighbour,
agreed,
said- no, it can’t be.
but they did.
And moved on.
of history and battles,
of peaceful marches, (in our case)
when none stood,
but them who were none, unknown,
and unknown they went.
of incidents, that changed the world.
when you can find no reason
come to me.
I shall tell thee,
stories.
stories, yes; that is what remains,
alone them walk,
alone leaving all behind.
holds a few close
them; close to feel alive.
friends no longer the beloved,
instruments to enjoy free time.
family, yes,
they are close
but the truth, bitter as brine,
only them knows.
walked past hundred,
walked above hundred,
still hundred more
to be left behind,
who knows?
a perfect life,
yes, an envyed one.
a child, a partner; one more joy filled day,
but the raven mocks,
fruits! fruits! fruits!
but where are them roots?
mocks, then flies away.
..Apurva
hi,
it is supposed to be winter, but it sure is not, temperature is high enough to make it summer.
Two weeks since the last post. right now a euphoria engulfs me, a mirage strong enough to drive me insane.
only way to get out of it is to accept reality, you are not the only one, but you are among the hundreds around. sometimes, the people you think you know, don’t even know(care) you are there.
tough, on your way down trying to hold on to a rock, which isn’t there.
no economics for today.
