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One morning I lay on my bed

dwindling on some memories

One was particularly annoying

Actually more annoying than the others

It wasn’t anything like what I saw

out of the window

The scenic beauty

that I hold back in my eyes

restraining to describe

Rather it was just obverse

It caged me or rather it tried

in a word called Painter

which I’m not and don’t want to be

So I took my brush

started beating it on the ground

Weeks later, it was replaced

by a pair of mallet

producing ‘chugga-diggi-diggi-dum-dum’

kinds of sound

I loved it

I still love it

but they called me a Drummer

The chronicles of me being called something

went on and on and they never stop

They want me to choose

choose one profession, one career

well, how about when you called me

a Stupid and a Genius

Turn that into a profession, will ya!!

They just can’t

They know how to call and get called

But they don’t know how to be

When I tried to make them see

how to be

they kept calling me

a Poet, wanna be!

 

 

#humans, #nature, #perception, #philosophy, #tags

Parallel

A sneaky bump on the road

makes me realize,

with her “Ouch”, “Go Slow!!!”

and “God has given you eyes!!”

• A raven is flying above me.

If I had been twice so high

I could have jumped & caught it

and then thrown it aside

‘O Mr. Raven, please ignore the hit

But what’s annoying is your parallel flight

Now that I’m driving, could you be somewhere else?

I just want some peace on my mind.’

She hits me on the back of my head

“Carefully you should drive!

That crow isn’t going to kill you

stop murmuring and just focus your mind”

So that’s what I do and I see ahead

A brand new mercedes in red not bright

‘Oh boy! Oh boy! Cool how that car is

One day, I’ll make sure to buy

Funny how dreams and desires can be

Rather than need, they are fueled by greed, sometimes’

That raven is still there, above my head

How is it keeping up with my speed and even so, Why?

I want to ask it, what makes him

fly above me and little so high?

And that’s when it started

We just happened to lock our eyes

That tiny rolling ball of it

so small, yet kind of divine

It’s pitch black hair, so shiny, so silky

reflects the dusk’s light

Let me call it the beauty of the dark

Even then, blithely will it fly.

I’m kind of falling in love with it, or am I?

“Dammmnnn!!!!……………. Fffffuuuu……….!!!!!!!!”

‘What happpppeeen??….wha..at the hell!!…….Did she already die?

Now that was quick! and……what about the raven?

Scared that little shit! There! In fear it flies!

Why can’t I feel my hand?

and why the heck so red is the sky???

Ohhhhhh! I hear it! I think it’s help!

They’ll save me before I’

#death, #dusk, #fly, #love, #nature, #raven