What a World!!

Jz realized that it has been long
since last time I pencilled here
It was decades ago....isn't it?
See I deserve the forgiveness from anybody
At least still, after so long
I am trying my best
to make myself being exaggerative
goaled to make my blog fascinating & exhilarating
Sorry then if it doesnt sound
since I am being myself
I've reached
stamping on the base
of my sense of humour
shameful to declare that


Alright, there are actually few things
that had impressed me both the ways lately
They did it to draw my attention deeply
Cause normally, things I notice around
will just flow thorugh my nerves for seconds
and get vanished right the way
which is also in second-counted
However, they were unusual, so different
that had profoundly grabbed my glances


It was last week, I saw a pedestrian
A 30 plus plus Indonesian I guess
on my way to go for dinner
I was alone, dizzy half-way and partially druggy
as I just emptied a bottle of coughing syrup
I remember both sides of us were not vivid
to differentiate who was the passer-by
because, me too, did stamp on the walkway aside
for moment, just to give them a shot
And, I was the stunning one, that made
me to wipe my existence away
on this twentieth century
Again now, am I?
It was just scarely to be believed
Almost went against the normality
For this species on earth
that it supposed to be


It was the mum herself with her son
Again I suppose and a mini rectangular,
blanket-like 'sack' on her front
They were tornly dressed up
the spiky covers would make anyone
suffered and moaned in pain
She was blindly directing a cart, spilled with dumps
mostly papermade stuff as hard as I could notice
to wherever she could collect her thingumajig
The family, inherited from the past,
was with dark skin, both of them
that made me to become unclear
about the portion of splattered dirts
and splashing ashes on their faces and cover-ups
the picture was indeed difficult to be washed away
not just for me who has no difference in
my emotional status with others


After few miles away from my sight
I was about to be far-off the widow
All of the sudden it was a baby-cryin sound
from elsewhere, it was my final glance
And it didn't out of my expectation
it was her baby which was the 'sack' she shouldered up