Of musings.in transition.impatient.incomplete.obscure and obdurate.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

the blue box

how do you seek attention?
wrestling with the shadows of pride. and common sense.
holding up the apparently, callously made self.
wishing someone would see through the veils of egotistical self-preservation.
at red bus-stops and slouched on floors.
through crackling words at the other end.
on the grey and green nights.
beyond the echos that have become commonplace.
casually raising my hand. even though i know im not tall enough for anyone to see me.
is it possible to feel so small?

4 comments:

smalltimer said...

beautiful post
got my attention ^_^

Anonymous said...

Even knowing that there is someone, no matter how far, who loves you completely and wholly, and who always sees you first amongst the tall millions? I dont see how...

Oxymoron said...

@smalltimer
thank you. :)
the nicer one's are a product of the stressed out self!
@anon
it's complicated. like everything else i make out to be,

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