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Friday, 18 May 2012


It crawls...upside down
On the ceiling of my mind.
Suddenly,it drops!
In slow motion
Like a drop of water
In the little expanse
Of a bucket of water.
It drops,in slow motion
Rippling the water below
Vibrating infinitesimally
Throughout my body
Messing up my emotions.
Then like a seed
It is planted in the soil
Of my mind.
It gently germinates strongly
With roots gradually
Finding the routes
To the core of my being.
Is setting in...
My thoughts,
Entangled in confusion
My actions crippled.
My whole being in disarray
I am shackled from inside out.
Then I start
To break down...
I am deeply pressed
From all sides.
Then I begin to crawl,
Upside down
On the ceiling of my mind...

[Inspired by losing about seven new poems and a poetry journal I documented on my laptop last month(April) and this month(May) which led to a near depressed state of mind.Written between 1229hrs and 1258hrs on Friday,18th May,2012]