Sometimes I  want to disappear from view
You know to work on what I know I need to
Like being in the Breeze of What is Me
Without questioning  if this  decision is an  extreme

Perhaps I hunger for more routine in life
Free  from the sufferings and strife
To experience the sense of nothingness
And flow more mindfulness!

DLR
09/07/2024
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Nature responds by
extreme weather conditions
to man's transgressions
___

The nature’s clouts

Stabs to make us sense

Her occurrence

Again and again

Yet again

Rumbling gales, shattering typhoons,

And life intimidating seismic activity

Mark us exceptionally anxious

About our breathes and there after

Lies a plethora of secrets

Yet to come,

Will blew us black and blue

Nostalgic about the noble timeworn days

I will someday make this

Turn into imagination from reality!

But up till than

We will have to writhe

Extreme hardship

And extreme hardship.

I'm not the better half,
I'm not the worst either.
Not that we are equal or same
You are just the best and the worst,
The first and the last.
I just lie between those two extremes,
Never to surpass my lower and upper limits.
Have you wondered what average feels like?
What insignificant or common tastes like?
Always being at the buffering state,
Neither acid nor base,
Neither hot nor cold,
Just lukewarm.
No distinct shape or colour
Not white or black,
Just grey.

This is my state of mind at the moment!

Not evil, not good.
Just there,
Lost in the shadows of time and space.
Weren't we all born special?
Aren't we all perculiar?
Is this just my speciality?
Never to be specially special but to be specially normal.
Counted as part the masses.
Never in the spotlight,
But the one behind the spotlight.
Do you care to think of me?
Jack of all trades they say,
Master at none


It seems hard to understand my plight;
Difficult to comprehend the sight.
You look down on me from that height
And you say, "YOU MUST BE ALITTLE ALIGNED TO THE LEFT OR RIGHT"