there are things…

there are things that make you wait. endlessly. moments where you beg for a sign. a smile. a nod. there are things that make you smile. a happy omelette. and lots of love poured into it. there are things that make you cry. a loss. a sense of orphanness accompanied by huge breaths. moments where your throat runs dry and the eyes are flooded with colours. there are things that fill you with contentment. a job well done and a story well told. moments where you feel that you might as well die right here right now. there are things that make you humble. long emails of friends from far off places. the warmth of friendship poured into a glass of selflessness. these things also makes you pinch yourself. what have you done to deserve all this goodness? there are things that make you cringe. bloodshed sponsored by corridors of power and ideologies that once stood for a meaning. a movement. and then there are things that makes you wonder. life, in all its forms and shades. dark energy and dark matter. more is unknown than is known. even spirituality and belief operates on a similar principle.

but what are all these things for –  if i can’t share it with you? what are all these things worth – if i can’t converse with you?

did i tell you about things where poetry happens?

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~ by rb on June 23, 2012.

2 Responses to “there are things…”

  1. like!

  2. Lovely. This is poetry sex!

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