one moment
a second
present time
a tinnitus that can’t be define
bird chirps in the distance
child crying
someone speaking language I don’t understand
noise of my ribcage that moves monotonously
breath in
and out
the rustle of newspaper
in someone hands
the sound of the train engine
constant and rhythmic
all those stimuli
or even more
that I am in
totally not alone

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8 Responses to moment

  1. johncoyote says:

    Amazing photo and poetry. Thank you.

  2. Robyn Lee says:

    stunning work poojy!

  3. Bruce Ruston says:

    very nice picture and great words really liking it

  4. Hey! This post could not be written any better! Reading this post reminds me
    of my previous room mate! He always kept talking about this.
    I will forward this post to him. Fairly
    certain he will have a good read. Thanks for sharing!

    • poojycat says:

      hey! I am so happy that you like it and it brought some nice memories to your mind and heart ๐Ÿ™‚ All the best and thank you for stopping by ๐Ÿ™‚

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