Introspectively Inspired: 5 of 5 | …Forgetting me


 

One day it’s about the intensity of essences moment,
the next it’s about mixed messages made from
uncomfortable energies.
The asthmatic approach to filtering truths
and filleting tales to be captured in the best light
hastily added with the sub-plot of stark realities grin
knowing there are more layers to uncover,
we’re left Grasping at weathered clichés

So I’m clapping with one hand…
Tapping one foot….
forgetting to remember and remembering to forget

Languishing in the transfixed gaze of memories familiar haze
we recoil from indifference and shroud ourselves prepping for a new phase
Wanting to touch but tempering our banal rights to be just
exploring the difficulties of silent trusts and gilded hurts
Echoing the past present versions of our improved illusions
Skilfully I heed warning signs….
to dismiss them as negations of my affirmations

So I’m clapping with one hand…
Tapping one foot….
forgetting to remember and remembering I mustn’t forget

I’m forgetting the me of moments that time stilled
I’m understanding, to remember is subject to perspective
I’m forgetting the me of caustic language
I’m understanding, to remember action’s consequence
I’m forgetting the me of obstinate grounding
I’m understanding to remember flexibility’s jaunting

So I’m clapping with one hand…
Tapping one foot….
forgetting to remember and remembering I must forget

I’m forgetting to remember and remembering I must not regret
For I am my memories hitch
expressing my solitary dance step
I am understanding the quiet side of abstraction
I am understanding the retrospective me
Forgetting the chided me, knowing I am forgotten
I am for getting to that refined, renewed, reinvigorated me
Only because that is what I understand we need to be

So I’m clapping with one hand…
Tapping one foot…
forgetting to remember and remembering I will not forget ME

© Seyi Sage Awolesi… Wordsmith… 102701112010 | …We often need to inflect to adapt for positivity to take root

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About CerebralCausality

I am an Architect, Photographer, Poet, Writer. I'd say a bit of a renaissance man. I love and imbibe creativity of all forms as it is the essence of life itself. Take a walk down the myriad process that invigorates my mind, be still for a spell and let my words dwell in your subconscious allowing you to intellectually copulate with me.

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