The best way to know the self is feeling oneself at the moments of reckoning. The feeling of being alone, just with your senses, may lead you to think more consciously. More and more of such moments may sensitize ‘you towards you’, towards others. We become regular with introspection and retrospection. We get ‘the’ gradual connect to the higher self we may name Spirituality or God or just a Humane Conscious. We tend to get a rhythm again in life. We need to learn the art of being lonely in crowd while being part of the crowd. A multitude of loneliness in mosaic of relations! One needs to feel it severally, with conscience, before making it a way of life. One needs to live several such lonely moments. One needs to live severallyalone.

Tuesday, 1 March 2016

LIFE, SOMETIMES..

Life, sometimes
Is bizarre
Like curls of your hair
Inviting, comforting
Yet mysteriously silent
Like your words
They speak much
But say nothing
Life, sometimes
Speaks so alienated
Like a story
With no end
Hours went on
Days passed
There is a flow
We both sense
Yet you failed
The two lifes
And many lives
They lived
Life, sometimes
Sounds strange
Like your gaze
Intense
But unsure of intent
They speak much
But say nothing
Like curls of hair
They lock me in
Yet leave us out.. 

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey - http://severallyalone.blogspot.com/  
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