Tomic Riter

Tag: poetry

  • It has to happen.

    walking inside
    walking away from sky and wind
    a quarter of a night has passed
    the remaining is to be endured.

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  • While the sky blazed

    Wrote few more poems in the last couple of days for my book. It’s going good. Life is not cruel these days since most men are locked inside. Tonight is cool weather and steady winds. I guess I will skip dinner, it slows me down and I am not that hungry. I ate stupid shit all day anyways. A delicious smell just entered my nose, somebody is surely hungry. It has started raining just now. Finally! Great! Great!

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  • Disturbance.

    consumed with severe thoughts -
on the other side of this wall,
a bird humming.

  • A sweet bird brought me terror.

    5:23 in the morning
I wake up with a nightmare
a sweet bird, few inches long, is entering my body through my ear
its sharp beak is digging my ear
it bears an emotionless evil in its eyes
I wake up violently, and sit,
shuddering, looking all around, looking under my pillow
to find out if it is real
it is not
it is not
my ear is intact, eardrum in place, no blood flowing out
a mild relief grips me
no bird, I take a deep breath
a growling hunger fills my stomach with ache
I close my eyes and try to forget. 

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  • Some words from my workplace.

    precious hours go wasted each day
the act of merely sitting in anticipation of work can prove to be cumbersome
doing work is easier, it kills time at least
'It is mandatory to complete your working hours,' we got the direction a week ago
'Fuck that,' to that I said
it is difficult to make grown men understand the new,
effective ways of working faster
I turn off the fan when I feel cold
and then turn it on again when the heat rises
the process repeats multiple times throughout the day
people in useless masks are roaming all around,
their temples, mosques, churches remain closed
they do not know anymore if God is listening to them
I make a joke on the people dying
some laugh while others adjust their masks
outside it is too hot to walk during daytime
nights are cold 
the roads remain largely empty
the shops remain closed, locked behind shutters, eating dust
the fruit sellers are selling half rotten fruits, half rotten vegetables,
anything
every time I take a piss, I think of
going back to my home, sitting in my chair, doing nothing 
and being fine with it.

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  • Just like any other dusk.

    I went to the roof, just like I did the day before yesterday
the crows gathered at 6:30, just like they must have yesterday,
talking among themselves in a language I still have not been able to decode
I have stopped trying for now, watching them is easier than understanding them
by 6:38, the sun had reduced to a red dot, falling fast behind a lump of mountains
I kept looking at it until it disappeared
the wind had begun to gain speed
all the crows were gone
I walked with many short steps for some time, then stopped to feel the wind,
then resumed my walking
I walked like it was my own, personal paradise
the village boys had stopped playing
the sky had almost lost all its light
fewer people remained outside,
I being one of them, walking with short steps between no specific spots
in the presence of wind, I did not feel the need of a song
in the absence of wind, life seems more difficult than it would be in the absence of food
I can live with hunger for a good long time
I saw people walking, like every day, on the roofs of their homes rather than walking on the streets
they find it safer on the roofs these days, as if the virus won't be able reach there and infect them
I am not like them, I go to the roof just for the sunset and the wind
by 7:15, everything went dark
I could see nothing, nothing saw me
few minutes later, I saw a lady arriving on the roof while talking loudly on her cellphone
she was followed shortly by a man 
I do not know if they saw me
for the remaining time for which I was on the roof, the lady kept talking loudly on her cellphone
while her man kept looking at her and sometimes at other things
I walked for some more time
then I started walking downstairs to my room
I turned off all the lights on the way down,
walked to my room, unlocked it, and went inside.

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