The Soulful Atom

Reflecting over life through weird, crazy, ever changing, euphoric, absurd, confused and at times impartial lenses -a journey of curiosity and questions with my two alter egos.. as I try to fall out of the stagnation of instability.. or the desperate attempt to remain..

just a picture

Water inching down slowly..
down the drench skin..
The beats echo..
Ear drums take the blows of the sticks
Being one with the skins..
It pours outside with some thunder too, lightens up the empty street, time and again..
The beats are me.. and so are the sticks, and the skins..
Some soft steam from an old coffee mug, fogging a tiny part of the window glass..
The eyes close then and muscles tense..
The beats play a crecendo..
And then when none can go on no more,
ireduces to a soft thud..
Lazy caressing of the skins and the metal..
And then the smile...
A sip of the coffee...
Acknowledging the wetness and the warmth, head to toe..
The beat still echoes..
Readying for the next..

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