Saturday, May 25, 2013

the killing impatience

by ~AlesyaSokol

See it was not easy.
Not easy for me atleast.I dread days and hours kill me. My speech is maimed while I ruthlessly want to stab me.
It is not that I am not strong, it is just that I am impatient.
Impatient like a dead duck, being dragged by a dog after the heist from the farmers lawn.
I will fiddle and let my will twiddle.

But never ever I would say that I harp sadness.
I conjure madness but sadness no I never feel so.

But feeling something, saying something and doing something else is what is human I think.
The way Adam would have fucked Eve behind the sink.

You see the horizon waiting for it to meet, I seethe through the end to make my eyes feel the bend
cause I know there is no horizon never and what you see is just my eyes playing fever

darkness has evaded me now, I dont call it darkness anymore
it is the new sun now
Patience has belittled me, I see the new wait now...

Days pass as if I sleep
Sleep has shots as f that is the only place awake

I keep asking in rhetorics now
my peers meanwhile seeing me in historic wow
they said,you have to be there to see that 
I say,
you have to see that to be there

There is no right answer I was once told 
that is old with a little hint of bold

There aint no right question if it has got a right answer
This is an irony which makes even great minds falter

Cause tell me if I could answer your questions
then your questions wont be questions anymore

your answers a puzzle falling filthily flat 
like that remorseful drizzle

Oh leave it, I will keep asking myself
why it all started
maybe the 1000 things that have got this fire started
I still squirm when I am in the pool
To see if water can take out what is guzzling in minds fool

A fire has started
and i wait for answers with little but yet with my part of this,

And here it is where we all started
I know you dint get a word of this while some you farted
So i ask you to read this again
and feel the pain that life thwarted
and then you would realize that it was all about impatience
impatience which is now the new patience

A patience which even homer simpson thinks is patience
I still let my skull fiddle and my mind twiddle
cause it never was easy it never will be...


1 comment:

  1. Very well written ! btw do you remember me ? I guess you met me in IBM !


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