An Absolute Frame Of Randomness

No, I'm not going to be talking about relativity. Though yes, relativity enthralls, the theory. The best thing ever.

I was to write a post, but I guess a poem should do the job. No, I'm not a hopeless romantic. Though some people might disagree, infinitely.
Motion and motive, is in the mind. Not calorie wise for the former.

Annihilation of the strongest,
Cause he seeks no monotony, He'd be all splendid to give in to this cacophony.


Your suicide is his murder,
Conflict raised, Passion never bestowed.
And there goes your soul, a mellow attempt at loathing fear.


When you search and find no calm,
That's when you dig into memories for the very lost charm.

Amen.
I'm not sure what I've just written. Very random. I know.
But hey, I find my analogy in a random number generator. Only this time, replace numbers with words.

The Poetic Revival

Now, it's been a real long time since I wrote something! (Shit, I've said this before in one of my previous posts! :P)
Well, it wasn't like I wasn't writing... Maybe I'd put it this way, writing something which I really couldn't translate to be on Morally's...
Yeah, some new interests, new bubbled out talents... Indulged in writing poems!

Okay, don't 'duh!' yourself from here... I know many of us ( including me, in the past tense!) hate poems... They just seem too structured. And we guys, anything arbit is the next best thing!
I've written like 42 poems in a month! People, trust me, it just happens!
Or maybe, some external factors did let IT happen!
Anyways, am glad...
So, maybe a small demo...
One of my poems, find it below... If you think my poem-writing hibernation paid off.. Get back, I'd love to share my poems with you!

Or else, it's the same damn ol' blog waiting to be read... Of course made interesting!

A PATH LESS TRAVELLED

A sunny day, a dusty street,
And I wish to be teleported where our paths would meet.

The air feels dry, but my thoughts heavy,
As the wings of unfamiliarity push themselves in a mode so fiery.

My response to this stimulus is filled with uncertainty,
For my brain anguishes with variegated vanity.

I bring out the best and let the skies get marvelled,
As I lift my rucksack to conquer the path less travelled.

I'd love a feedback!

Ciao!