Unnamed

Proximity, inexplicable errors, distance
Never had I lost cool zillion times a day
I will not think of all this now…maybe another day

Rain knocked on the glass windows
Fish playful and swift, came together,
Quarreled and vied for colorful food pellets
I’ve been watching them for quite sometime now
Every evening, I have seen them dart about
The fish bowl, sometimes a home
Sometimes a foe…They fight their reflection!
I often do that myself
My world, though unaccountably larger than theirs
Presents similar characteristics
Struggles within, longing, wanting, dreams,
Endless waiting, lull, sudden ripples
Little curling waves, survive for while
Then dash against the shore
Animation, spirit, enthused one moment
Killed the next, incomprehensibly

I had determined, I will think of all this another day.