Thursday, April 15, 2010

Recurrences


I have a feeling, there is someone around,
I look to be sure, and there's noone to be found, 
It's funny to be, so very spell bound, 
Trust me I am sane, crazy I might sound.  

Technology can do, strange things to you, 
It really is just, my point of view, 
You're closer to people, in your life who are new, 
Still those who were dear, are just a few.  

Being pragmatic, I know its just a passing whim, 
I know I sound, even to myself, little dim, 
So what, can't I fall prey to the same, ol' adversary, 
Why do I believe, everything in life is contrary?  

No sermon delivered, no brain cells beleaguered, 
I have come to believe, my value system's disfigured, 
I think I need to change, have my faith transfigured, 
Lets see, they say, Time can get, everyone delivered!

7 comments:

Khushboo said...

Hey Chetan,

A nice one from you again. It seems as if too many things are rumbling inside your head and you are trying to connect them all and express here in this piece of writing. Keep writing :)

The Sinner said...

thats really a great piece of writing buddy... Appreciated..

Archana said...

Good one!

Prayag Pathak said...

Good one!!!

"Meg's World" said...

hey chetan..
nice work dude...
waiting for ur next...
-Megs

Anonymous said...

Hve been following your blog for quite some time.. it's wonderful! its a work of genius, and you'll find I am right one day..

nisha said...

u hv said so many things in this one... cant agree more wid wat khushboo wrote... nice one!