Cleaning out my closet
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Papers strewn around.
I look everywhere
Flying bottles of ink
I never knew I had.
some old pictures,
flashes in my eye as I see them -
An image of that picture
That makes me look sad.
Averting my eye I attack another pile
Only to find
Some more rubble
Once so precious,
Now I cant remember
What is what
Why I kept it at all.
Oh there! I see it.
No it wont do.
Uhh! I have to get up now.
Dress and go out
For as long as I try
I am never going to unearth
That one Passport size pic
I set out to find
That’s what this expedition
Was all about.
July 1, 2009 8:50 AM
It reminded me of the time whem I opened my cupboard only to be buried under my clothes... fultoo filmi ishtyle!
And this happened twice last week. imagine!
my mum made me throw more than ha;f my clothes after this episode. :(
July 1, 2009 1:15 PM
Love your poetry! I have the same scene when cleaning out my closet
July 2, 2009 6:35 AM
Even if I don't find what I'm looking for, it is still rewarding to have my closet cleaned out. It happens so rarely. ;)
July 2, 2009 11:17 AM
Creation:
Oh its so... hard to let go of those, ain't it? :)
July 2, 2009 11:21 AM
Hey Bug,
I wont call it poetry, more like random prose impulsively written, but thanks a lot... :)
July 2, 2009 11:23 AM
Hi Kara,
Yes... its soothing and its tormenting at the same time. Hmmph!
Do keep visiting!
July 2, 2009 12:59 PM
Hey that's a good one! :)
July 2, 2009 7:46 PM
Love the part about not remembering why you kept it at all. Until recently, I had shoeboxes full of stuff that fit that description. Nice piece. Happy 4th!
July 3, 2009 3:30 AM
Morning! Now following your blog.
Checking in from sits. The big holiday weekend is almost here!
Ms Cupcake
Zen Cupcake
July 3, 2009 6:20 AM
true enuff... things which keep piling up... u rarely get to even give a second look..bt they r still there waiting for u to revisit... n when u do so...u fail to part with them...
July 3, 2009 6:22 AM
Hello Esther,
Thanks :) and please keeep visiting!
Hi Deb,
Happy 4th to you too, though here in India it only means that my US account clients are off - so less work :)
Im glad u found a connection to this writeup... Thanks for your visit!
Ms Cupcake:
Evening here! And i checked your blog too, real yummy - thats d word! Thanks for d follow :D
July 3, 2009 6:27 AM
Hey Monty!
Hmm... don we all time-deficient coffee drinking IT zombies KNOW wats it like to get around to the huge task of cleaning up after delaying it for weeks???
;)
July 3, 2009 7:11 AM
This reminds me that I really should get a move on cleaning my apartment, but it's hard to do especially when you just want to sleep or veg out on the couch instead. I'll get on it eventually...
Stopping in from SITS!
July 3, 2009 9:21 AM
hey thats true..;) n i suppose girls are mostly of the same kind :P not me :P
July 3, 2009 10:02 AM
cool poetry buddy
but temme one thing how come ur post get comments from foriegners too
i mean koi khaas reason ya triff.........;)
July 3, 2009 12:21 PM
Happens all the time with me and bro. We'll never find the thing we are searching for. And our attention keeps getting diverted to other stuff we find on the way that we had forgotten. Each time it would be my grandma who'll remember where we had kept them.
Nice poetry. I love it. :P
July 4, 2009 10:40 AM
Hey Dorkys!
Oh jus go have some fun, the cleaning can be put off for another day ;)
Please keep visiting!!
Hi Monty,
I don believe you when u say Not ME! :P
July 4, 2009 10:43 AM
Hello Nitin,
welcome, wish you'd stop diverting the attention from my blog, to your comments!!!!
heheh.. no no its just that i joined a real kool blogger community - SITS and I love this part - sorry boys its ALL girls only!! :P
July 4, 2009 10:47 AM
Aniket!!!!!
OMG, OMG, OMG!! Did I hear Love??? from YOU??? DId u mean it??
Is this what it means to be on cloud no.9??? :D
July 4, 2009 3:30 PM
Great poetry. :)
You can never be too old for Xmen. :) There's even people who collect the comics.
Yay, thanks for following my blog. Have a terrific 4th of July weekend. :)
July 6, 2009 6:16 AM
This reminds me of a writing piece I did that described an old lady's attic. It was dusty and she did not bothered to go to the attic and clean it.
July 8, 2009 4:19 AM
That's what happens...I start one thing and think of something else to do before I ever find what I was looking for to begin with...LOL
Stopping by from SITS!
July 8, 2009 9:53 AM
lol..this one is absolutely super!!
July 9, 2009 11:36 AM
Kelvin,
Hi again, nice to see you stop by! Hmm, stirs up some "messy" memories, doesn't it?
:)
Hi Readhead,
Hello SITSta, im glad u decided to stop by :)
and even better u had a reason to connect to my writeup. keep visiting...
Rush,
Hey, thanx... comin from you thats kewl!