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The Idiot in my head.

He sits there satisfied
With what, I know not

He stares back smiling,
His time whiling

Is he really stupidly dumb?
His mind uselessly numb?

Does he not understand the consequences of inaction?
Or are the wheels of his brain just facing too much traction?

If the latter,
Then from what, I know not.

An idiot in my head is all I got.
I'd sent him to difficulty as I sought

Something better from him, an achiever maybe
But all I found was a stupid baby

Lacking self control in food in study,
Walkin towards waters dark and muddy.

I wish I could merge with him,
To understand that brain so dim.

Or maybe there's nothing to comprehend,
Without his brain, he just got sent here.

Comments

blog.sahil.me said…
Oooh dude, it's pretty good! Especially the first part.

P.S. Did you actually type an entire post without any shorthand stuff? :O =P
Sam said…
HAHA, apparently. :P

And even I found the 1st half way cooler than the 2nd. The 2nd is kinda gay to tel you. :P
Sam said…
I edited it. It was irritating, the 2nd half. :P
blog.sahil.me said…
You can't do that!
You should leave in what you wrote earlier, but surround it in <del> tags so that people know you wrote it first but it's not meant to be there. =P
Sam said…
haan? but the point of 2 poems is basically that, they kinda have opposite emotions to portray..
A said…
Wait what did you edit?

I was at the gym when you sent the first message!
Sam said…
=============================================
(Variation)

He sits there satisfied
With what, I know not

He stares back smiling,
His time whiling

Is he really stupidly dumb?
His mind uselessly numb?

Does he not understand the consequences of inaction?
Or are the wheels of his brain just facing too much traction?

If the latter,
Then from what, I know not.

An Idiot in my head is all I got.
I'd sent him to difficulty as I sought

Something better from him, an achiever maybe
But all I found was a stupid baby

Lacking self control in food in study,
Walkin towards waters dark and muddy.

I wish I could merge with him,
To understand that brain so dim.

I think I'll try now.
*poof* Oh my.. Wow!

Wel, its an interesting head
with an interesting thought thread.

Its fearless and blissful.
Disattached and with a bliss
That is wishful to the egoist.

Though a little mist still exists.

It clouds thought every now and again.
But there's as such no heavy rain.

Just the freshness left after one.
And the light of reason like the sun.

And the bliss, the reason all understand
the importance of the dark and the light.

They both accentuate each other.

And as I see and understand ever so more,
I too surrender to the will of life.
----------------------------------------------------

So I posted the whole thing, and one guy red it, and I didn't like it after posting, so I edited it, and he said I couldn't do that.

Anyway, the 1st half is my irritation at my inability to get myself down to study. I really dunno the weirdo who wrote the deleted part. (Metaphorically)


THIS IS THE REST OF THE POST THAT I DELETED.
blog.sahil.me said…
Hahahaha aww, you sound all annoyed :P
Sam said…
na, the caps are makin u think so. I wrote in caps cuz I wanted it to be like different type!

And I feel at better ease after makin the change. :P

Oh, and I can barely stop myself from doin the next post. cuz i like it! :S
A said…
Okay.

So you deleted it but then you added it again?

So?

Oh god sorry if I sound dumb and all...I have this REALLY BAD BODY ACHE PLUS SEVERE COLD. :\

I feel like eating everything now. :S
blog.sahil.me said…
My toe hurts :/
A said…
My everything from head to toe hurts!

I'm hungry. Bye!
Sam said…
I didn't add it on the post na!

And nice. I should turn it into a doctor's blog i suppose.. would be more helpful that way. :P

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