Saturday, November 28, 2009


Sometimes, certainty gives me
a feeling of weightlessness.
A momentary joy of not knowing
The next trap, the next hurdle.
Hanging in a limbo has seeped
deep into my conscience, that
something certain gives me a jitter
A suspension of disbelief.

Over the years
I attributed much chaos to the universe
If something went wrong I would say
"I have put in my best
but fate failed the test"
There would be 'Ayes' and 'Nays' for this
All rational arguments about
Why I was right and wrong.

When I succeed, I know nothing more
Than when I fail.
I don't know if I deserve either of them
But, who is it that decides?
Like a school kid who accidentally
finds himself in the first place
I collect the report cards from fate
And come back quickly to the seat of reality.


darkshine said...

I have to agree you wrtie fast dude ... Keep going

Musings of a wanderer said...

Thanks Roy. I write fast and strike it off even faster.