It wasn't until that fateful day
when an innocuous greeting
turned everything around,
that I noticed things
living, unseen by my eyes
It wasn't until then
that I noticed
the futility of attempts
to fill bottomless wells
with dead consonants & long vowels
& punched punctuation marks
I noticed
the caprices of oracles
who make dead-ends into highways
I noticed
that emotions had no nativity
& how pain can be forged into smileys
I noticed
that all stories are but the same-
just that the narrator tweaks the narration
blurring the imagery
I noticed
that there are no questions
but one -
Self
I noticed
that faces are but pseudonyms
to gift anonymity to the world
I noticed
restlessness can be reasonless
& unreasonable
I noticed
that Apollo is apologetic, all the time
for leaving smiles, unsolicited
I noticed
You
Now I wish to go back
to what I was
before I noticed
So kill yourself
& stay dead until dawn
4 comments:
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SMILEYS are pugn intended
faceless intruder??
reminds me of my brother.
hey, this is kartheek, i dont think i got the background of the poem , but i felt good reading it, you could call it poets instinct :P good one
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