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Observation 2

I see you, I see them I can’t understand. Are they real? Or am I the odd one out? Do I make more sense for you to not perceive ? Or did you just assume I am one of those ?  I don’t understand what is it that’s going on.  I did things right, maybe that’s why? Or is it that you like it wrong?  I don’t understand the situation?  Why is it going on?  Am I the last one in the race I didn’t even run in? This is all so far fetched when there’s so much I know but nothing to tell, because that’s not what you fancy. The tale of agony is what you love, the complaints the misery. There are things I see beyond, the thoughts of action.  Just the experience drives the zombie attitude. Nothing feels exciting just the drench feeling of wait Disappointment is the only thing that it leads to, which creates a loop accelerating the heighten feeling of carelessness.  I don’t know how it will last, or will it end? 

Is it real?

I see you,  The way you are. Not for what you wear or what you say. But I don’t want you to know what I think. I don’t know what you think, But it is for me abs me alone to know what goes on in my head. Even if you try, you want to know.the way things work between the eyes. Maybe it will take time or it will never happen. It might be you won’t    even remember me or even care enough. Someday somewhere your thought will fill my mind

The night of the suits

Today’s story might be a bit weird or just unexpected . But this is what I realised later on after the actual incident happened. Like my daily observations today I was observing people as well just with the intention of finding another tale or just for the sake of it. Without you have to staring down on your phone you grasp a lot of things. Today as well unexpectedly a few men, tall wearing the same outfits, suits, black gloves , same coloured trousers, middle aged. Each careered a huge briefcase. Leather and brown. Looked wore out but it caught my notice. The best example I could think at that time to describe them was agent  47, but multiple of them. It felt like the grim rippers going to work or getting back from work. -Axm