Hello world!

~Flickering lights~

I am whole,yet spent and empty.I’m like a mountaineer, too close yet so far. Isn’t it queer, the paradox? It’s like we’re never too full,never too null. We’re temporal creatures,creating creations. How I’d like to be permanent,stable,stationary,but, at the same time, like the skies never set, like the clouds wander, like the waves that never really hault, I want to be moved. I can’t be still,can I? It’d be too risky, following a monotone. Just like the flickering lights, I want to be noticed. For when did stillness ever get appreciation from the human person? It’s always restless, relentless, reluctant to be still. To die. To sleep eternally


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s