Monday, October 5, 2009

Wonder what I'm gonna be...

Hoi-polloi are busy,
occupied, so to be,
I'm alone, n at sea,
Wonder what I'm gonna be.

[humming]

Like a sunflower, on a gloomy day,
my comrade in confusion,
that wonders what to look at,
I wonder what not to.
The noetic senescence
got only to nonsense.

The tiny star, twinkling all night,
my comrade in confusion,
it wonders whether to glow,
n I, where to go.
Wit and sapience,
hit no difference.

'm not a flower,
'm not a star,
as none can decipher,
a reference to a cipher.
n there's none of the humankind,
as my comrade in confusion.
I'm alone, and at sea.
Wonder what I'm gonna be.

The whole senescence
made no sense,
n all the sapience,
no real difference.
I've grown old,
I turned cold.
Is it a shame?
All the same.
I'm still a nobody,
Wonder what else I could be.

Hoi-polloi are busy,
occupied, so to be.
They wanna progress,
n they have a process.
[sigh] I can't follow,
I can't follow.
Can only remain cold,
and let my story unfold.
A tragedy, a lullaby,
Wonder what it's gonna be.

[humming]

I'm alone, n at sea,
Wonder what I'm gonna be.

5 comments:

Chaitanya Chintaluri said...

i reckon i wonder what i m goin to be

superb!

kartik.krovvidi said...

nice raa... nice!

punchagan said...

Never read it well enough, until today.
Hats off, mate. Awesome!

Anonymous said...

hi, nice poem.

punchagan said...

I'm alone, n at sea,
Wonder what I'm gonna be.

madi lo gadi, ki unna gODala?