Amidst living the lines that run straight, with no end
Ever evolving, every day and moment,
i find it hard to see
What is it, that exists to my side.
Beside me.
Because, they too, things and them,
Have their own lines,
That Bind them,
That Blind them,
Just like me.
What happens when I see something Beautiful.
Can I stop, I can’t
should I want, I shouldn’t.
for its always the same story
Looking straight
I get it, I understand,
Life moves,
I can’t ask for a stall,
That will only lead to a break down
I can’t ask for stop
That will only die and wither
But,
Can I ask for a pause.
To share that pause with me,
Choose it.
Because deep down I ask
And I ask it, with So much want.
That I want it.
I need it,
I need it to be a part of my way.
Hoping that these pauses make time
And that time completes me.
I’m Lost.
I can’t remember.
People. Moments
Fragments in time.
Memories.
Which I will probably never go back to.
Life needs to be more than this
I’m
SO
DISCONNECTED.
I’ve loved.
I’ve cared.
Done what I thought would be a best outcome
But it was all wrong.
I was wrong.
It just would never, be.
Reality.
time.
life.
Move
So fast.
Wants change.
Moves space. Creates space.
What is, will not be, in a moment.
No room to cherish.
No roots to connect.
We are all just living.
When I sleep.
I Dream.
And wen I wake up
I feel more connected to the Dreams.
Than I did with my past.
Is it worth it ?
The burden of questions.
The Questions of Existence.
The Existence called life.
how I can end this with.
There are no statements, Questions,
everything is as is.
Rest. Imaginary. A thought.
A moment spent. Lost
Disconnected.
I Love Petrichor.
Its the Rains. And the parched soil.
dont they run in straight lines too ?
raindrops. life
aah.
I love it.
Amidst living in the lines that run straight
It soothes me.
