Anachronistic

Anachronistic

A Poem by Sindu

Ambled away from the path
Never realising all it starts
Away from blemished redundancy
Carousing to a beloved resplendency 
However wrong it may seem
Right will prove it's deem
Over the glooming tune of clocks ticking
Nuggets of mask deteriorate, cracking
I fade beyond the stares of past
Simply wishing to start at last
Tilting the reasons away from me
Inward to the goal to be
Calling upon the hope, wish to be free. 

© 2015 Sindu


Author's Note

Sindu
The word defines itself as belonging to a different time, probably past. I feel as such as well, placed in a wrong place, wrong time but not essentially craving for the past.

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I must admit instantly to struggle with form and altogether find it difficult. So when I even attempt to do something like this I either spend hours and it just doesn't come or something does come but it means I found a way to avoid the form. Either way I struggle. Ultimately it is a skill... you seem to navigate the form without the constraints I find. Great descriptive language, straight away inviting into depths of meaning. Making one aware that meaning indeed could just be part of trying. Even if the cause seems hopeless... Try it. Why? Because nothing is cast in stone and you might be suprised by the outcome.

Full of hope.

Thank you.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sindu

10 Years Ago

Thanks a lot Rene! Hope is the only thing makes me aspire :) I wrote this among three days where fir.. read more
Sindu

10 Years Ago

Btw thank you so much for such a thoughtful review. It's always amazing to read how you add a moment.. read more



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Give me a break! This is awesome, you are going to win that competition.
My new friend, I love it! Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

Thanks a lot James, my new friend :D Haha..
which competition?
Anachronistically beautiful words Sindu, feeling out of time must be a writers thing, i have felt it my whole life and look at how long that is lol, you write with such magic its amazing :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

Oh thank you so much Richard! you made felt belonged! You do have a few numbers more on me lol... ha.. read more
I am into the situation that I am dying to go back in time, stand in crowd at Woodstock'69, see the The Beatles and Zepplin live... everything was so good with modern tech, writing journals on paper instead of typing on MS Word... phew!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

I still write my journals on paper, poetry, art.. all of it :) MS word doesn't capture the essence o.. read more
"wish to be free. "
i hear you..........
i too howl at the freedom in all this darkness..........
loved it Mam!!
:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

Thank you sir! May your howls be reciprocated :)
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I liked this acrostic poem Sindu. Although as much as you may think that you are an anachronistic, I do not believe you to be completely such. A young girl that yearns for a different time, does not have the negativism of someone that wants the wrongful deeds of the old back to power. And your poem sheds life to it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

True, moon :) I do not wish for the negativism or the pain of the past to creep into the lives in mo.. read more
soul stirring poetry. great use of words, they make your poem rich!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

It's nice hear from you again Surya! Thank you so much :)
Simply wishing to start at last
Tilting the reasons away from me..........

Beautifully expressed the meaning......
Lovely.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sindu

10 Years Ago

Thank you, SSadd :)

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