Desynchronosis

Lukewarm waft of bygone sounds,
Fog of war the wits astounds.
Cold teardrops of yesterday—
Whimpered, for the dawn’s at bay.
Sleepwalk down the memory lane
In search of a ball and chain.
Out of time and out of place,
Vagrantly the shadows chase.
Samsara, the thousandth song—
Time is right, but year is wrong.

 

Colin Lee

colin-lee-small

Subsequent to my recent summer travels, sleep quality has been heavily affected. Nonetheless, by allowing changes to outpace us like boarding a plane that zooms across continents and timezones, it’s a funny sensation afterwards to find myself disoriented, even cultural-shocked, when landed once again in my own space and my own time.

Photo Courtesy: Foodiggity
Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: