Saturday, December 22, 2018

As A Ponderer Ponders

For I have always been a seeker, a dreamer, and a ponderer on seeking and dreaming...
H.P. Lovecraft,
Night Ocean et autres nouvelles

© Aleksandar Slavković
Standing tall on a rooftop
Observing city skyline
Sundown and birds flying by
Labyrinth of highways
Rush of wheeled machines
Everyone's on move
Running to somewhere
From someone, feeling
Like being in quicksand

Continuously reminding myself
Gazing at prospects
Of future to foresee
Brooding over past
and its perplexities
Where do these
Ever changing roads lead?
Forwards or backwards
Inwards or outwards
Promise and possibilities
Doubt and uncertainties
Standing tall on a rooftop
I ponder 

Friday, June 22, 2018

Uncertainty of Humanity

On the whole human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.
― George Orwell



Humanity
Player of cruel jokes
For a while it ponders
All wrongs and favors
Deeply it seeps, intently
Many hearts is pokes
Then, it wanders
Across wide plains
Meandering along facts
Seeking attention.
Humanity
Often fizzles out
Sometimes, by choice
It just ignores
Everything.

Thursday, March 29, 2018

An Instant Is Enough

Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.
Joan Didion,
The Year of Magical Thinking


They say an instant is enough
To act, commit, decide, express
Years in making
Memories of merged moments
Trickles down to a second
A tipping point
Things go either down or
Soars all the way up
Many such probable paths
Some crowded, some lonely
Ordinary instants
Endless possibilities
They say an instant is enough
To react, desist, defer, conceal
Years in making
Still, ordinarily
An instant is enough

Thursday, March 22, 2018

How many people I've looked

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.
John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
 

Do I look up to you
Struggle for words
Frames and formations
Do I overlook everything else
None of me makes any sense
Nothing of you makes sense
Paucity of passions
Empty of emotions
I travel with so many
Many faces I've known
Nothing of them I know
Do you look up to me
and find words
Does a glance of me
Gives away any sense
or everything is lost upon
Remembrance

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