Streams Of Consciousness Poem by Farina Afrin Malik

The gift of the chosen word
Of uttering falsehoods inconceivably,
and interminable bouts of procrastination.
guzzling down galleons of greasy goodness,
yet never gaining an ounce more than before.
Lack of creativity swapped for improvisation
For making silence a weapon in disguise.
As much the possibility of love and kindness,
as is leaving destruction in her wake.
Focusing on incomplete tasks
Begrudging the world
But also loving it for its unfathomable beauty.
Wanting to travel
And yet eager for a simple life.
To love, and be loved by herself
and maybe another, eventually.
Always hoping to succeed
Although success seems so far from reach.
But always being internally and flawlessly
happy.