Endless clash

With a bowl of schezwan noodles at my disposal

I stare endlessly at the computer screen

I feel that I barely have anything to write about

It was a great day, must say

But there is this surmise, that ended it.

Few minutes before I actually started typing

I thought it was a clash of egos

And how now, I feel it wasn't that at all.

It has been so for almost 2 years now

And the rationale behind that,

I don't have any idea about.

I have experienced this fidgety self of his

Every time I have come across his bunch.

At times, I wonder if I am shabby lot

Or is it just his way to deal with things

Things that are to do with me

It is weird how you can claim to love someone so much

And just the other time, make that being feel deplorable.

To be honest, when it comes down to me

I am just the antipode.

Well, it is hard to live up to people

And I have experienced it to such a bit

That for now and days ahead

I wonder if I will have even traces of care

I have today, which compared to the past

Has plummeted to an extent so far

That, I doubt myself, if it will ever find its existence till the last.