I have some time, I can do this now, But I'll wait some more and start somehow. I have some time, won't panic yet, And just like that goes another sunset. I wish for some things so hard it seems, I'll will them to me with my daydreams. I wish for some things when I fully know, That I don't deserve them without sweating the plough. I know the answers that my questions beg, I just condemn them into a sub-conscious corner instead. I know the answers that my problems ask, And yet here I am, masquerading in a mask. I wish I could tear my mouth apart, Reach down inside and pull out my heart. I wish I could tear into that bloody mess, And sort out these troubles that I have confessed. Nothing will happen by writing these words, By rhyming this broken glass' shards, Nothing will happen by wanting the end, I'll just have to buck up and start over again.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Wanting The End
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Meri jaan, this is the finest thing I read today. Or maybe 12:35am ain't the right time to post this comment!ReplyDelete
Lovely work, as usual.
" I wish for some things when I fully know,ReplyDelete
That I don't deserve them without sweating the plough."
A plight we all must face. Sometime or the other. Beautiful.
that second last stanza, just makes me want to internalise it. brilliant!ReplyDelete
So, not just good tweets I see. Aching desire, and unwilling to let go of attachments. A poem written very well indeed.ReplyDelete
This is good stuff.ReplyDelete
I feel the exact same way right now! It's like someone made the mess in my mind sound so poetic. Well put!ReplyDelete