Of the mundane...
- Lalima

- Mar 21, 2023
- 1 min read
I think of those things,
Once said,
Once heard ,
Once read,Once wrote.
Then I wonder...
Did they ever really exist?
Or were they fragments?
Figments of an imaginary world...
I think of that desire,
To touch, to feel,
To smell, to love.
I ponder over...
Is this called living?
In misery surplus?
Is this existing?
For sakes, for authentication?
At times,...
Overwhelmed with sheer complexity,
I elope to realms,
Unknown or well known,
Momentarily or forever .
Is this destiny? Fortune?
Is this design? Chance?
Only to be rationed?
Only to be mesmerized?
Never to own...!
Ruins or glorification?
Zenith or nadir?
Never knowing what lurks,
Round the bend.
Anew or repetitive?
Mundane or exciting?
Oh the dichotomy?!
Now the obscure...
Until the cusp?,
Or just a dark cloud?
Bewilderment it is.
Nostalgia maybe...?
Simply could very
Well be nagging.
None the wary!





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