Random

Vacuum Cleaner

I was thinking
what if
We could vacuum clean
our minds.
Letting the machine
suck out
All the stacked
Old, unnecessary thoughts.
Random, useless thoughts.

Just thinking.
And oh,
one more thought
to
Vacuum clean!

Lost

Your old hair pins

lying in my drawer
A pair of your jeans
with faded color

A hand-made
birthday card
in my name
A colorful candle
on the stand
waiting for the flame

The bookmarking
chocolate wrap
The stickers
in my book of scrap

They are all here
They are all safe
But, it’s you
That I’ve lost.

The occurrence

 

And when
Monsoon just walked away,
Rain dripped all over me.

Like a memory of
A long forgotten dream,
Appearing suddenly like a torrent.
Like a traces of
Handicapped plans,
Assembling a complicated design.

Moreover,
Like a lost happiness
Making a way to you
Like a déjà vu.
When monsoon just walked away
Rain dripped all over me.

Reminder

I wonder
If my phone forgets
That it does not possess me
Or
That I forget
I own the phone
For
My phone quietly smirks
At its ability to chase away my peace
For
My phone commands me constantly
With that chaotic ringing
For
I have no choice
But to surrender to its wishes
For
I have started to exist
Through my phone number
So
Before my phone forgets
That it does not possess me
And
Before I forget
I own the phone,
I switch it off.