Stuck in a moment

You learn stuff, and then you move on
Funny part is,
When it’s time to learn, learning is the most difficult part
When it’s time to move on, moving is the most difficult part

Then there are memories; usually, they are play - grounds for spiders
You’re never quite sure how to remember
All that you were supposed to learn;
When you do decide to stop moving, learning stops

When you want to sink into a bed, and claim your right to dream
You wonder, isn’t there much more
Than imaginary confrontations
Played out to perfection inside your head?

When you gaze at the stranger six feet in front of you
You wonder who is staring at you from six feet behind

You email, fax, sms people; you communicate in silence
And after all you’ve drafted is over
You open your mouth, and no words come out

You lunch in silence; you are a stranger to your own food
Today is a quiet day, but lunch will not last ten minutes

You return home in silence, you are yet to pick up that book
Which would have made you a better person
Had you stuck to that promise you wrote to yourself
One month ago.

But then ... you learn stuff, and then you move on