Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Searching for a soul home

The pace of a megalopolis doesn't match the pace that I am looking for. Prying into lives, wedging to work, losing our minds in this profanity of existence. Some may find their necessities as their motivation to continue the drudgery. Well, that gives a perspicuous account of the existential violence. In this city, one seems to be caught up in the hurly burly of one social event or the other. Today was when the taxi drivers decided to struck work.

One may go about soaking up the experiences this city hurls as inspiration to write, make music, document the fetid contours of it's landscape. And some yearn to look for an ingenuous milieu.
Whatever this city does, it definitely has the ability to rattle your nerves. This quarrel that I keep getting into with myself about the city I chose, helps me to make "poetry".

Till soul home beckons!




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