Wednesday, 14 April 2010

A Brush with Beyond

Restless, relentless, chaotic, in the search
For the metaphysically sublime orgasmic reality
Indistinguishable from intellectual, sexual orgasm
Yet misleadingly so.

But oh so fleeting.

And then you are thrown
Thrown, thrown
Back into the throes of existence
With a humbling thump of the bum.
 Too short, too inexplicable, too inexpressible.

Till all you are left with is mumbo jumbo.
Just like this post.

And disappointing coherence returns. Damn. 

3 comments:

Akanksha said...

Beyond tingled.
You know what I love most about poetry?
It is almost always relatable, no matter what one is ranting about.

Akanksha said...

Beyond tingled.
You know what I love most about poetry?
It is almost always relatable, no matter what one is ranting about.

Soubhik said...

so this is what you call an "out of body" experience :)