Spaced Out
Innumerable dots
Hanging around to be connected
Hazy hues
Pitching me into the blues
Tiring maze
Moment to complete.
Too many thoughts
Chasing me into the dark
Spaced out sensation
In time and distance.
Hold on
Distance sometimes matter.
Zero the inputs
So see you later.
1 comment:
I think I echos - atleast what I perceive of this poem - my thoughts exactly !
Was able to retate. I am going to use in on Sulekha.
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