21 February, 2010

Western Disturbance

You're breathing upon me
Within me, without me
You're pushing and shoving
Gushing, bellowing
You're eating right through me
Within me, without me
You're lifting and soaring
You're thunder, you're pouring
You burn a void in me
Within me, without me
Awaiting your answer
You nimble-footed prancer
Don't cheekily ignore me
You're within me, without me. 

6 comments:

  1. why western disturbance?

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  2. It is the state of my life currently. My (second) struggle towards a western education.

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  3. Really? the inspiration for this is a western education? wow. somehow that's very, very strange.

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  4. yes, does that make the poem seem insipid now? :)

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  5. more exaggerated than insipid. i mean you come across as someone who is being paranoid and obsessive.

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  6. sigh sigh.... yeah.. a little.. hehe

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