Waadee Krax Seagull

Rookie (New Delhi)

Phase Sift - Poem by Waadee Krax Seagull

Like a speck of dust I don’t roam through your universe
I am too insignificant for that
I am near nobody even when they are talking right on my face
It’s like a silent dream
Only I can hear my self
But I have nothing to say
Because I have no one to talk to
I like it some day
I like it even more when it’s raining and my tears are visible
Unlike them my life isn’t salty
Its flavor is of a dead white truth
Like the moonlit day in a desert
Some see it from a distance
Even my best friends don’t have a memory of me
Illusion in my own head is of a dream I keep repeating endlessly
In which I am playing the role of a reflection of an invisible man
I grow tired some days
Wandering alone through the mist of my temptation
The temptation to talk to someone who would listen
Someone who would be two steps ahead or behind
Long ago I had somebody like that
She told me lies to keep me safe
She told me truths to make me bold
But I am crumbling like a cookie now
Wet cookie soaked in lemon chai
Wet cookie soaked in thin air


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 5, 2010


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