I Bleed Words Sometimes

I, Me & Myself

Ankahee:

Patte jo shaakhon se toote
Bewajah toh nahin roothe, hain sabhi..

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The solitary being doesn’t need anybody.

It loves company,

Revels in laughter and belongingness,

But does it need them?

 

It was forced to thrive in ruins and it did. Alone.

 

The self’s conversation with loneliness

Is one of great wisdom,

The colloquy of that which doesn’t exist,

That which could be,

And that which can never come to be

 

It leaves the heart brooding over meaningless incidents,

Scarring even the beauty that once was

And you watch

And you yell

And you spit venom

Because that’s all you’ve known to do well

 

Me, Me, Me.

I, I, I.

And that’s all that matters.

Right?

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6 responses

  1. drunkonsitcoms

    However painful this is, its indeed true. In the end all that matters is you and yourself. Beautifully written and expressed. There’s a story behind this meaningless vent-out, just like everything else that’s written.. be it over blogs, paper or stones.

    June 13, 2013 at 11:28 am

  2. The sheer beauty and the power in this piece is strong and makes one reflect. I like how much mind-chow it is giving me, besides mirroring me in some places. Keep the ink flowing…

    June 13, 2013 at 1:20 pm

  3. I could relate to the writing.

    Well expressed.

    June 13, 2013 at 7:34 pm

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