Each melody hides the essence of a song
I hoped this was, where I belong
I was not right, but neither wrong:
Ambiguous reasons are often strong!
You hate me so, you want me dead
Are you the child, I lovingly fed?
You flee, to avoid a glimpse of my face
Are you the friend, I used to embrace?
You snatch my money, and run away
Are you the beggar, I helped today?
You stole my dreams, made them your own
Where you rule now, was once my throne
This world neglected me, without a thought
I granted their wishes, they easily forgot...
Today when you need me, I am not there
For now, I’ve made my reasons clear!
Undated (Written a few yrs back though)
Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Harvest of Profound Nothingness
I search for a point of reference,
Something to which I can relate
I stand at a chaotic junction,
Where all lies of reality equate
The echoes in the distance,
Resound of a hope long lost
I chased after what was never real
And my peace of mind was the cost
I traded my conscience for indifference,
Because feelings can only give pain
But at the end of all these years,
I realize it was all in vain
I’ve been walking in circles of deception,
Ending up each time where I begin
They never leave me alone with the curse,
That exists in my mind, called ‘thought’
Reaping seeds of bitterness in my soul
Only nothingness, the harvest has brought!
Something to which I can relate
I stand at a chaotic junction,
Where all lies of reality equate
The echoes in the distance,
Resound of a hope long lost
I chased after what was never real
And my peace of mind was the cost
I traded my conscience for indifference,
Because feelings can only give pain
But at the end of all these years,
I realize it was all in vain
I’ve been walking in circles of deception,
Ending up each time where I begin
They never leave me alone with the curse,
That exists in my mind, called ‘thought’
Reaping seeds of bitterness in my soul
Only nothingness, the harvest has brought!
So high on life, I can never sleep
So scared of existence, I can barely weep
When it all wears off, and when morning dawns,
When all that was, ends for good,
When you never really did, that you knew you could..
I search, but clarity I never find
The more I reach out for light,
The more it makes me blind
I thought I'd be shown some mercy
Turns out, fate can be unkind!
Making the same mistakes, once again
What brings me agony,
Also puts out my pain
When life is killing me already,
From death, why should I refrain??
So scared of existence, I can barely weep
When it all wears off, and when morning dawns,
When all that was, ends for good,
When you never really did, that you knew you could..
I search, but clarity I never find
The more I reach out for light,
The more it makes me blind
I thought I'd be shown some mercy
Turns out, fate can be unkind!
Making the same mistakes, once again
What brings me agony,
Also puts out my pain
When life is killing me already,
From death, why should I refrain??
Friday, July 30, 2010
It Hurts to be Numb
Leave me now, if have to leave me at all
I shall not get used to, your hands that catch my fall!
I’m so tired of the feeling of agony and loss
Be it of innocence, of sanity, of life
Be it of dreams that ceased on their journey
To the realization of concreteness
Be it of hope that faded away in the dark tunnel
Of isolation…
Sometimes, my very existence is my worst humiliation
Don’t get too close, don’t offer yourself to me
Quite disappointment, you might get to see
The anathema of my voodoo morbidity might rub off on you
If I’m a victim of an unnamed feeling, why should you suffer too?
I drive away the people that I want around me
If you just give up and vanish, that won’t astound me
I’m just so scared of loss, there’s probably nothing I wish to gain
There’s anguish in numbness, but feeling gives much more pain!
Written: 10/30/2009
I shall not get used to, your hands that catch my fall!
I’m so tired of the feeling of agony and loss
Be it of innocence, of sanity, of life
Be it of dreams that ceased on their journey
To the realization of concreteness
Be it of hope that faded away in the dark tunnel
Of isolation…
Sometimes, my very existence is my worst humiliation
Don’t get too close, don’t offer yourself to me
Quite disappointment, you might get to see
The anathema of my voodoo morbidity might rub off on you
If I’m a victim of an unnamed feeling, why should you suffer too?
I drive away the people that I want around me
If you just give up and vanish, that won’t astound me
I’m just so scared of loss, there’s probably nothing I wish to gain
There’s anguish in numbness, but feeling gives much more pain!
Written: 10/30/2009
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Behold the century of machines with despise
Watch the devilish charms arise
Trying so hard, failing so often
Life is scratching at its coffin
What is joy? Again I forgot
What is hope? It’s left to rot
Sit in the shade of this shadow
Your thinking is deep, but your words are shallow
Our dream is merely a nightmare
Foes are many; friends, so rare
The one who’s gone, was barely here
But why should the ones left behind, care?
Watch the devilish charms arise
Trying so hard, failing so often
Life is scratching at its coffin
What is joy? Again I forgot
What is hope? It’s left to rot
Sit in the shade of this shadow
Your thinking is deep, but your words are shallow
Our dream is merely a nightmare
Foes are many; friends, so rare
The one who’s gone, was barely here
But why should the ones left behind, care?
So much anger! So much hatred! This is the same fuel that ignited the spark inside me so many years ago, and left me only with ashes, but that is not it. There is an increasing trend in these emotions in the world, from a broader perspective, and in my nation, more specifically.Everyone wants to see postivity around, but nobody seems to be optimistic within themselves. The change HAS to be inside-out, for hating away all the anger won't help the cause, infact only worsen it. It does'nt really sadden me anymore; it only makes me more anxious about how there will be a change of events brought about with this status quo. Those who can, are doing their best to make SOME difference, whatevr it is. But with so much negative energy around, I wonder how long those few can keep moving on with their mission. We all, as a nation, and as members of the world community, have to unite and make personal contributions in whatever capacity each individual can.
What gives rise to the anger is actually an urge to see betterment, but not finding it anywhere in sight. But it is also very important to channelise our anger in a healthy direction, or else there is only room for heightened despair, paranoia, disappointment and unnecessay stress.
I beg of all of those who read this: Think about it! It's not a very huge leap to begin with. If you wish to see the difference, then you only have your attitudes to change to initiate the collective process. Man cannot be god, but every man is responsible for his own life and of those getting affected by his.
If it hurts your conscience so much, do something about it!
What gives rise to the anger is actually an urge to see betterment, but not finding it anywhere in sight. But it is also very important to channelise our anger in a healthy direction, or else there is only room for heightened despair, paranoia, disappointment and unnecessay stress.
I beg of all of those who read this: Think about it! It's not a very huge leap to begin with. If you wish to see the difference, then you only have your attitudes to change to initiate the collective process. Man cannot be god, but every man is responsible for his own life and of those getting affected by his.
If it hurts your conscience so much, do something about it!
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