Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Inactivity

Not much to do
Rather haven't done much
Over the last few days

Happens with me
Around the time I take a holiday
The days before and after
Are just filled with inactivity

So I think, is this idling
Due to peace of mind, or contentment
Maybe I have done enough work already
Maybe I'm going too fast and need to rest a bit
Before I go any further
Inhale the temporary serenity
Breathe in and revisit
What I need to do
What I must do
What I want
Strange
But shouldn't all those be the same?

Maybe inactivity and procrastination
Is not so bad
Maybe its the design phase
Before we actually code
Maybe its where the plot
Is put in place

Most of all
It makes me think
From a different perspective
And remind myself
Of my insignificant role
In the scheme of things
That is this universe

And that takes a whole load off
Of me
And makes me happy
In spite of everything

Now isn't that a good thing to have
Maybe that's what they teach you in meditation school
To let go
Or rather to remind you
That you can

Till Kingdom Come

This song is just amazing. Its strange, how many times a song can say exactly what one feels.

Till Kingdom Come

Still my heart and hold my tongue
I feel my time
My time has come
Let me in
Unlock the door
I never felt this way before

And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummer begins to drum
I don’t know which way I’m going
I don’t know which way I’ve come

Hold my head inside your hands
I need someone who understands
I need someone, someone who hears
For you I’ve waited all these years
For you I’d wait till kingdom come
Until my day, my day is done
And say you'll come and set me free
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me

In your tears and in your blood
In your fire and in your flood
I hear you laugh, I heard you sing
I wouldn’t change a single thing
And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummers begin to drum
I don’t know which way I’m going
I don’t know what I’ve become

For you I’d wait till kingdom come
Until my days, my days are done
And say you'll come and set me free
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me
Just say you'll wait, you'll wait for me


Coldplay

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Why I write the way I write

I like writing as if
I were writing a poem
It helps, cos' unlike prose
There is no commitment to complete the sentence
To plan out new arguments
Or carry on a single one
The same reason why I have never
Consisted with blogging
So I plan to write in bursts and lines
Cos this is how I think
This is what I am
Impulsive and at times hopefully poetic
This is how I see life
In fits and bursts

meebo