Monday, January 31, 2011

The Mental Circus 1

The strange moments that make my heart skip a beat
I chase them not, for I cannot look for them
It is a strange thing, to feel these things
Simultaneously desiring and escaping
I do not wish for these moments
I do not wish for the opposite either
I do seek an end that ends the need for this fever
If she said no it would blow down this home of sticks n stones
If she said yes it would mean no more than it should, though it could mean everything
It is these questions followed by moments of silence that won't stay quiet
It is these thoughts that plague my mind whenever she runs by it
Sometimes I wish I could forget the way she gets into my head
Though I would hate to never remember the way she felt when we met
Now when I put my head down to rest
I know she will put my mind to the test
Though she may be unaware until the moment that my heart is bare
For as long as she is unaware, I am not really there

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011


  1. I like this!! and you are right, until she knows.. the unrest shall remain!

  2. This is wonderful! I especially liked:

    'It is a strange thing, to feel these things
    Simultaneously desiring and escaping'

    It kinda reminds me of Buddhist philosophy for some reason.

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  4. Enjoyed this poem, especially the "if she said yes" and "if she said no" lines. The eternal conundrum of human loving, no? You describe it well. Nice to see you at Poets United:)

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