Sensations - Blog Posts

Vitre ouverte dans la voiture,

le froid piquant

de la vitesse

— Mat Fauve

Toujours au centre du cercle,

mon corps se mouvant

dans l'eau lisse

— Mat Fauve

How does flying feel?

It makes me, me

I was waiting for my feelings to go numb

I was waiting for that day but I was dumb

I thought that with each day the wound would grow old

I expected that each day would make me cold

But little I realised

And very little I was surprised

With each passing day

My feelings started spreading like a ray

It reached ever nook and corner of my existence

But I was still hoping with persistence

It was so difficult to feel

The reason I thought time would heal

Soon I had a lot of opinions

Surprisingly they made me cry more than onions

Soon the tree of feeling got a strong hold

Now I knew nothing was going to get old

All experiences and incidents

Were giving my wounds new dents

Crying became a constant part of my lifestyle

Funny enough that it was just a more defined form of my old style

I didn't know what to do with so much going on inside

Never realised it would be so much more than what was going outside

Checking and rechecking all emotions

Hide and seek with everything was in motion

Defining the ideas I had was important

Knowing I was right was like a reinforcement

I knew the wounds are not going now

But still adapting raised the question how

Connecting dots was a daily routine

Adulting is much more difficult than being a teen

Sensations, feelings and emotions are always going to be difficult for me

But when I introspect I realise it makes me, me.

Brightly colored pictures

Move before my eyes

With no single reaction

Of my heart and my mind

Accompanying voices

I can't quite comprehend

My senses sense sensations

Which don't make any sense

Quand la photo réussit à nous donner les sensations ! Huuuummmmm....

Une journée pleine de sensations,