Sunday, December 20, 2015

at 2:23 AM

at 2:23 AM
the night before a
9 AM exam,
I try to romanticize
my loneliness and
I fail
(probably much like
the exam I am
about to face)

there is no warmth
among those Greek letters and
those equations;
no company
in those random
lecture notes

solitude is
much favoured
when I get to spend
my free time with
myself
no matter what time
of the day it may be,
but among these
numbers and concepts
is nothing but
overwhelming doses of
loneliness

and I try to hide behind
a poem I try to pen
or any sort of writing
I try to write
- much like Hemingway or Wordsworth
or Bukowski or Poe -
but I ain't no poet,
and I succeed only
at fooling
my own mind

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