Thoughts rambling away with no regard to sequence and worthiness
Noise of keys clicking away on the keyboard, people chattering away to glory
Me? I am lost behind tasks taken/assigned and the daily existence of every day
I have come to live in a constant state of irritation with people peering over my shoulders
Harsh are my words, to my later regret, to the owners of those peeping eyes
Why? I too have wondered endlessly on this obsessive need for privacy & an unwillingness to share self
Isolation is not necessarily loneliness;
it is a beautiful and rare oasis of self, for self & at times from self
Losing every essence of self, to the sounds, sights,
smells of living nature, creatures and lives all around us
Fading away till a sense of peace, balance, purpose, energy, calmness restores us back to existence
The pain of living is great, yet unbelievably I live
Wishes, dreams, hopes when did they all turn to burdens I wonder
Stretched beyond endurance is my soul, trying to justify its material goals
It had not started like this, I recall with bitter sweet recollection
With high ethics & rosy colored spectacle view had begun my journey
to acquaint myself with the world
Only to have sharp words thrown at my face and even shaper knives stabbed in my back
Ringing phones and urgent deadlines jerk me reluctantly from my oasis,
But I find myself ignoring the call to reality for a few more moments of bliss
People, noise swirl all around me perfectly ignorant of my non existence among them
