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Friday, February 20, 2015

Just another tirade

Omnipresent, the callousness,
That get me agitated,
Obnoxious are the actions,
That make me unsettled.
 
Offensive, the comments,
And inconsiderate observations,
Obtusely interfering,
In every others’ business.
 
Obsessively, I rant about,
The infuriating foibles,
Oblivious, the person leads,
An existence joyful.

Hindered

 
 
Words, I had in my repertoire,
There was a steady stock,
Sadly, not the case any more,
The supply has been caulked.
 
Thoughts and feelings flow,
That tide doesn’t ebb,
To confine them apropos,
Is mired in a thwarted web.
 
Attempts lay half done,
Never to see the light,
I am left to now mourn,
The verse’s curtailed plight.
 

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Oldness

As I evolve into the new me,
A grave discontent pervades,
There is a yearning to be free,
But life seems to invade.
 
Sobering into maturity,
It is time to pull back,
Accompanying it, insecurity,
And it cuts me no slack.
 
Days begin to fill with despair,
The feeling won’t go away,
Encroaching, it slowly ensnares,
The imminent birthday.
 

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Nowhere but up

As I hit rock bottom,
About how to go on
There’s not a ray of hope
That I could fall back on.
 
As I want to just
curl up and cry,
Nothing I do matters,
Life just goes awry.

Friday, February 6, 2015

The trip






Nothing short of a voyage,
We embarked on today,
A destination exotic,
With childlike excitement.

Meticulously planned
The hosts wowed us all
Days turned into nights
And hours flew by fast

Perfect, a word I don’t use oft
Was the only way to say
Away from the maddening

Rat race and the crowds.

Monday, February 2, 2015

To nothing…

 
The countdown begins
To nothingness
Assigned to loneliness
 
There’s no next time
No tomorrow
No joy no sorrow
 
Age isn’t any number
Its speed bump
To the flump.