Waiting

when you sleep on a song.
a strange and never heard before song that makes you groove even when you're part dead on your bed.
wake up the next day.
figure out a couple hours later that the weird feeling which you woke up to can be traced back to the song last night.
scout the internet for that strange and never heard before song.
wrack your head and memory in a bid to get out something tangible enough to put in the search bar.
the jubilation when you finally come close to the original speck of cloud in your memory and the exalt when you hit the jackpot.
string of downloads.
songs on loop.
hours on end.


p.s. 'subconscious' is a very interesting space with lots of winding turns and corners.

aufgegeben

hey you
i thought we were good.
didn't turn out to be true.
'coz barely a month in
and you ain't being the way i'd though you would.

hey you, 1423
you and me
it doesn't really seem
that, we'll agree.



p.s. and somehow i make THIS rhyme! never will i ever find a thing when i really look for it and where i really really need it to be.
p.p.s bah! humbug.
p.p.p.s oh hello there, Friday, the Thirteenth.

(dis)order

ocd.
everything has its own time and space.
so it is said.
and thus born-eth thy - ocd.

what is not said is that underlining part.. not everything is tangible.
the tangible is the easy one to deal with.

alignments can be met with.
positioning can be done.
perfection is simple.

what do you do with the other part?
the intangible one?
which is unruly in the very foundation?
how do you stop that from taking shapes and forms?
how do you stop it from running?

how do you fight that?

trip-y traveller's travelogue

it was the farthest the trip-y traveller had ever been.. the farthest from the home.. the farthest corner of the place..
it was new.. it was exciting..
there was a certain amount of alien-ness in the familiarity.. the trip-y traveller felt like a stranger in a strange land which was not strange enough in its uniqueness yet strange enough to make it seem like a foreign place..
the trip-y traveller was definitely THE stranger.. the stranger who tried hard enough to be a part of the surrounding.. but maybe, that was what made the trip-y traveller alien enough.

but it was the land of prettiness..
and the trip-y traveller gathered enough to etch a smile..