I woke up today
Smelling like Sylvia Plath
Bright, bold and
Unapologetically poetic
The clock ticked away
Inglorious sand
And slid off shameless vertices
Off a tardy Sunday wall
The sun slimed off
Cheesecake rays off my windows
And all I could see through glass
Was bright golden nothing
The winged domesticities
Flew by my visuals in a haze
And nestled upon the branches
Which I had uprooted in my dreams
Of a bygone organza
Sundays are meant to be
This way
To make you feel wasted
At the end of the day
Lost in The Use of Uselessness
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08 November 2009
Lost in The Use of Uselessness
I woke up today
Smelling like Sylvia Plath
Bright, bold and
Unapologetically poetic
The clock ticked away
Inglorious sand
And slid off shameless vertices
Off a tardy Sunday wall
The sun slimed off
Cheesecake rays off my windows
And all I could see through glass
Was bright golden nothing
The winged domesticities
Flew by my visuals in a haze
And nestled upon the branches
Which I had uprooted in my dreams
Of a bygone organza
Sundays are meant to be
This way
To make you feel wasted
At the end of the day
4 comments:
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Torsa said...
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Sundays are mean to feel this way.. I love it coz I feel like that on Sunday's.
Also, "The sun slimed off
Cheesecake rays off my windows..." is an interesting word picture. :) -
January 25, 2010 at 8:50 PM
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Arijita said...
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I like this. :)
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April 9, 2010 at 4:23 PM
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Shahwar Kibria said...
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Rapunzel,
I thank thee.
:k -
April 11, 2010 at 1:53 AM
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Calvin said...
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You're amazing, yaar!!! Why aren't you famous?! :O Or are you?
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December 20, 2010 at 6:36 PM
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4 comments:
Sundays are mean to feel this way.. I love it coz I feel like that on Sunday's.
Also, "The sun slimed off
Cheesecake rays off my windows..." is an interesting word picture. :)
I like this. :)
Rapunzel,
I thank thee.
:k
You're amazing, yaar!!! Why aren't you famous?! :O Or are you?
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