Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Why doesn’t it matter any more? : )

Why doesn’t it matter any more? : )
To celebrate or curse it, I know not.

...Am I an idiot?
Some would amplify that.
Tears gush in and gush out;
I feel much more these days:
Compassion (just as I say that word
a current goes through me
and tickles my cheeks) is with me
Like never before (almost maudlin I am).

But then, why doesn’t it matter any more?
If I feel more, why do I feel not?

I apprehend this may be a black harbinger.
But, “Hush up!”, snub I,
For this could also be that self-sufficiency
That I have always desired.

It’s just denial: I think it still matters,
(Certainly not to the older extent)
But, slow-poisoned thus long, I haven’t
The heart to admit it.

I see a glimmer of sunshine:
A possibility that could give me acceptance.
May it work, though, for else,
Escape will be very hard to battle.






16.01.06

2 Comments:

Blogger Sandhya Ramachandran said...

Dejection? Depression? Failure? What, may I ask, prompted you to write this poem? :)

Wed Nov 15, 10:18:00 am 2006  
Blogger Sandhya Ramachandran said...

I answer my own question- 20 knows what 19 didn't!

I know EXACTLY what the poem means! You 'versed' what I worded to u!

hmmm...

Mon Jun 18, 09:03:00 pm 2007  

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