The ink.

October 24, 2010

The occurrence

Filed under: Musing — Asmita @ 12:03 pm
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And when

Monsoon just walked away,

Rain dripped all over me.

 

Like a memory of

A long forgotten dream,

Appearing suddenly like a torrent.

Like a traces of

Handicapped plans,

Assembling a complicated design.

 

Moreover,

Like a lost happiness

Making a way to you

Like a déjà vu.

When monsoon just walked away

Rain dripped all over me.

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October 7, 2010

Vacuum Cleaner

Filed under: Musing — Asmita @ 4:50 am
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I was thinking

what if

We could vacuum clean

our minds.

Letting the machine

suck out

All the stacked

Old, unnecessary thoughts.

Random, useless thoughts.

 

Just thinking.

And oh,

one more thought

to

Vacuum clean!

October 1, 2010

Reminder

Filed under: Musing — Asmita @ 4:35 am
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I wonder

If my phone forgets

That it does not possess me

Or

That I forget

I own the phone

For

My phone quietly smirks

At its ability to chase away my peace

For

My phone commands me constantly

With that chaotic ringing

For

I have no choice

But to surrender to its wishes

For

I have started to exist

Through my phone number

So

Before my phone forgets

That it does not possess me

And

Before I forget

I own the phone,

I switch it off.

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