i talking to me

"I" meets "me "

don't really know how "i" must be feeling for "me" ... yeeh but i must really say that ..
what if someone really want to scream and say,
someone who really want to show ..really want other to feel him but can't do anything,
WHY ? hell even god may be clueless

There may be several instance in our lives that we go through this kind of turmoil...
hey hey...! this is not like those senti..! MENTAL notes(ooooh..! lovy douvy) well hell not...!!

what i mean is the obnoxious feeling that one gets when "it"(i would rather not personify it) is clueless what to say , when "it"have no enough words in it's vocabulary to even stand to ...disastrous...

well what we need is just a start its up to you to complete me to make it a single I (i mean the common experiance and notions)
it all ends with a poem by D.H .Laurence

Brooding Grief

A yellow leaf from the darkness Hops like a frog before me. Why should I start and stand still? I was watching the woman that bore me Stretched in the brindled darkness Of the sick-room, rigid with will To die: and the quick leaf tore me Back to this rainy swill Of leaves and lamps and traffic mingled before me.