The Speed Force

I thought of thought, waited and observed
Wisps of emotion speeding by,
Heralding the oncoming of blizzard,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

I smiled, amused, and watched me delve,
Deeper into caverns, uncharted but traversed,
Rushing the onslaught, I saw me revel,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

Under the placid without, lurked unrest,
Seething to release a fury within,
Incited in spite, I saw it burst,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

The mildest flicker on brow undisclosed,
While in raged a turbulence animal,
Clawing at memories layered or disposed,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

The ocean lashed under crepuscular sky,
I patiently watched the light, the laughter dim,
As sorrow flooded, I watched me respite deny,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

As ripped scabs of memory mine own ramparts breached,
I withstood and incited, a commander stoic,
I waged a war, civil, brutal, honor unpreached,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

I saw me suffer, I noticed, I smiled.
Felt pity and pain rankle my being,
As I wrecked myself, my ego defiled,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

I found my dreams broken, my splintered ideal,
As I witnessed the devastation, I lost sense of me,
To test myself, to know what I might reveal,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

I scoffed at myself, as pity did pity create,
Till I saw me smile and noticed myself see me,
To indulge my whim! I did myself berate,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

As I watched me laugh at myself amazed,
My condescending stare to sublime realization grew,
I saw me observe my observation amused,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

Enraged, angered, I thought of thought,
And saw me see wisps of emotion speed by,
Heralding in me an oncoming blizzard,
And then I saw my face flash in the setting sun.

- Thriddas Anorak

Cockroach

Empty streets and darkening paths,
To endless ken their stretch define,
Cloudy firmament, unseen moon,
Forlorn hope, no inspiration divine.

As wishful hope dismal grows,
Due to reason unseen, unknown,
As questions grow to question why,
The moribund seeds are sown.

The mind meanders unchecked, unbound
Into streams, ideas, hitherto undefined,
They glaze by unheeded, unconcerned,
Memories of memories they do remind.

No sooner that chords of thought strike,
That the mind does split them in twain,
I stare amazed, confused, bemused,
I seek distraction in crowds in vain

Lost, in solitude, I guage myself,
alone, I sit, pensive, doubting,
wondering on changes, shifts,
On emotion, self-pity spouting.

Soon, placidity overcomes morbid thought,
As time and I echo ego and sense,
As I ignore, thoughts mine I forget,
Emotion exits, leaving but nothingness.

Then change beckons, chaos reigns,
A miasma of moods continue,
As normality resumes, I sigh and think,
It was fun being blue...

- Thriddas Anorak

Ah what the hell

Greetings, denizens of the blogosphere.
I, Thriddas Anorak, pompously greet you.
Having indulged in a bit of unnecessary inanity and redundance, this is to announce that no longer will I only indulge in writing posts that actually mean something.

Earlier, (for those who might consider substituting insofar - I agree!) I was of the opinion that writting nonsense on a blog is pointless. Well, I still agree, however it seems like way more fun.

Current changes in the author's life :

A sudden surge of dedication and focus has somehow resulted in a more organised lifestyle. This is the result of the author long harboring a desire to actually get down to doing task that he vaguely held in his head. I actually have begun attending classes. Being a college student, that too one in BITS-Pilani, Goa Campus, that is indeed very surprising.

The classes suck. The heat is unbearable. To rip off a Wodehousian quote, I quite sympathise with those Abnech, Sheschach and Nebuchadnezzar blokes, heat's hard to manage.

Well then, in other news, I have started running. For all those who know me and have been privy to the mirthy ( If the word does not exist, screw you ) act, I am serious. I have also created a schedule which might actually actualise to me following it. The early waking hours are testament to that.

An exercise regime has also been inculcated. I have also begun reading the news. This is by far the only interesting habits that I have developed.

I have also realised that my stupid writing is irritating me. This is possibly the one post I will not reread. It sucks. I now realise that the blog, Contemplations has not been living upto its name. Henceforth, it shall be canvass for all my florid, fanciful thoughts...

Bye