A date to remember

It's 3 am on a special day. It's the twelfth day, of the twelfth month of 2012. It's extremely rare. You get to witness something like this only once in your lifetime. So am thinking, it ought to mean something right? Isn't it supposed to made count off? I would like to believe so. Yup, that says a lot about the type of person I am. I tend to look for deeper connect. Am kinda obsessed. I look for signs everywhere, which I agree is completely weird for an atheist. You think I have it bad? Well at times I still believe am the one who gets the splash of the very first drop of rain, each time.

So in order to satisfy my persistent need of making something different of the day that today is,I resort to this blog post! (Which no one would probably ever read :-) ) . Writing random thoughts and hoping that I read this for years to come, with a smile on my face and a shake of the head.

Rubbish

Good was white,wrong was black
This was life an age aback
Shades of gray surround her now
Delusion is her mind's mo

Thoughts are either in the past
Or dreaming of the future unseen
Present goes unnoticed
Slipping out like a thief

When will the eye see whats in front?
Instead of what it hopes or dreads?
The undo button on life
Is a much needed invention

Every day she fights to take control
Of what she let astray
She knows much time is lost
But come what may
Lethargy is too big an enemy to keep at bay

Every moment seems a struggle
Every minute another fight
She takes another step
She knows she treading on thin ice

Now or never
She tells herself again
But she can already feel her resolve fading
She'll stand up someday
Whenever that may
But as of now
The shore seems far far away