The boredom February 16, 2007
Posted by Harihar Jha हरिहर झा in English, Free Verse, Poetry.com.Tags: boredom, intellectual, meditation
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getting worst of nausea
on slow road of the time and beyond
just like playful water
turning muddy with mosquitos around
No tree has dried
standing in lonely containment
birds, animals, stars and planets
no one is hungry of entertainment
but me, an intellectual
a provider of nice edge
for my flowing instinct so blind
why do I listen in this dead moment
the noise from the ghost of my mind?
an obstacle in meditation
a barrier in running is my hovering brood
full of wounds from animal instincts
harassing and turning me into a thief, so crude
caught red handed in the thread of perversion,
in the garb of daydreaming
yet nude, simply nude
Harihar Rai Jha
Copyright ©2007 Harihar Rai Jha
This is very poetic, and I understand. Maybe I’ve been feeling bored? Well, you have a deep poetic style that I like when I see it other places, too. It has a mysterious quality to it - though i do not usually do it very well. I noticed that darn thief in their! Maybe all writers go through this. No doubt.
-Ginny Robley
This is an interesting way of describing being bored. Your words are something for each of us to ponder over, but they do tell a story. Nicely done
-ralph
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