Unconcious

Little drops of memories
That trickles through your mind
And lie on the crevices of consciousness
Why don’t they erupt forefront?
And make you do things which you want
Uncertain wishes that follow you like creepy shadows
But have no form in reality
Why in drowsy slumber
Are they neither awake nor dead?
Little drops of memories
That clings to your mind’s ceiling…

16 comments:

Still thinking said...

Wow!

I never imagined 'state of unconsciousness' in such a poetic manner earlier :)

I would like to dedicate this to some of my friends who suffer from temporary amnesia sometimes :p

P.S: You know, for some reason since I linked as a follower on your blog, I can't seem to see your updates - wierd na?

D writer said...

he he i myself hav d most terrible memory...make make the most foolish faux pas becuase of it...


m a little bad with settings i dont know if i fiddled the wrong buttons...wil figure out...do keep reading my blog

:D

Still thinking said...

As far as the faux pas ain't related to fashion, it's still fine :p

Of course I will, I'm supposed to be blog loyal and I hv good PR skills - believe whatever you want...haha

D writer said...

thankfully the faux pas are not fashion related....and certainly didn't get d PR bit...

Surya, the Ayrus! said...

hi, thanks for stopping by! and hey, nice to find a fellow north eastern here... first, more than your writing i enjoyed your photos! and needless to say, u write with an ease that reminds me of... umm...err... water?

D writer said...

hey..dats so kind of you but hardly flattering...i hope next time you like my writings better....u too frm NE?

Still thinking said...

Hmmmm...I sure don't write well, how can I when I can't be assertive? :D

Well, I meant either you believe me that I'm blog loyal or I'll eventually make you believe I am, thanks to my PR skills. phew!!!

D writer said...

:)))

Blue Kite Dreamz said...

Glistening.. inviting.. enticing drops..
Treachorous drops...
drops of memories..
clinging to the mind - the web

me the spider..spinning the web..
to engulf the self ..

Solitaire said...

The last two lines strike me so much. I love the usage of words there. I don't know why! Excellent work!

Surya, the Ayrus! said...

hey.. well i take my own time to flatter:) btw, ya i am from assam.pakka axomiya!:)

D writer said...

"Glistening.. inviting.. enticing drops..
Treachorous drops...
drops of memories..
clinging to the mind - the web

me the spider..spinning the web..
to engulf the self .."


lovely...

more i break out
more i weave
layers and layers of criss crossed web
damned spiderthat i am
:D

D writer said...

Surya,axomiya :)

take your own sweet time..while i sieve my memories

D writer said...

D solitaire thanks for stopping by...and tnx a lot for the appreciation

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D writer said...

tnx for dropping by...