Silently weeping under the covers of the quilt,
Desperately Wishing To fall asleep quickly
Endlessly thoughts running through my head
Wondering when dawn would break?
Hopes crushed, false promises yet again broken
Pain caused and silences the night
While lights dim low
and i turn my face towards the paneled wall
Hoping for a better day tomorrow...
This moment is painful
All I long for is to sleep the night away
Doubts, Unrational decisions and anger did break loose
And things will never be the same again!!!
What may be said now is forgotten the next day
Un kept words that hope placed trust upon
Just as the rain washes away the muddy paths
So does time when all is in haste...
I doubt this all makes sense right now,
Happiness is impermanent And I cannot control
Neither mine nor yours
As moments hold a higher place~
Monday, 14 May 2012
Tuesday, 8 May 2012
"Sometimes fate is like a sandstorm that keeps changing direction"
You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play it out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.?Why? Because this storm isn't sometime that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you.!This storm is you, something inside you. So all you can do is give into it, step right inside the storm,?closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun, moon, direction, sense of time there. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones...
(Kafka on the Shore,4)
You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play it out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn.?Why? Because this storm isn't sometime that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you.!This storm is you, something inside you. So all you can do is give into it, step right inside the storm,?closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun, moon, direction, sense of time there. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones...
(Kafka on the Shore,4)
Monday, 7 May 2012
Thursday, 3 May 2012
The Sounds of a Meloncholic Raindrop
With each heavy rain drop the clouds got lighter
The roof danced in happiness along with the black out!
So silently i sat there embracing the splashing sound:
The sound of the rain filling the drains
And slowly overflowing onto the pavement...
My pillow was the only comfort outside this darkness
Clearing more doubts in a night than in days
But the Heavier it poured,
the colder the heart got and I stopped believing in miracles too...
Citizens camped outside lost everything today
The endless downpour needs to stop now!
As poverty stricken families rushed towards a safe shelter,
Warmth, security, happiness was all they prayed for:
However, my shadow still refused to be moved in sync with my echo...
Contemplating a tough decision while inhaling much of the air left
I wanted to help somebody...anybody tonight
But the rain continued to fall heavier and got louder with the hour
And I felt trapped in my own abode
While far away across the mountain a faint cry of 'help' was all I heard...
The Rain brought back the light to the mountain slowly
Unable to see I became restless
The sounds echoing in my head like a waterfall at the end of a cliff
I chose to take the higher road
A road that led me to believe I was happier here at this place...
For now at least.
But a wise person once told me:
Happiness is merely contemporary and I was solely responsible for my own.
He didn't promise to make me happy
Rather he would give me his best if he had the choice.
So with a slightly sombre expression,
He slowly closed my eyes to sleep...
The roof danced in happiness along with the black out!
So silently i sat there embracing the splashing sound:
The sound of the rain filling the drains
And slowly overflowing onto the pavement...
My pillow was the only comfort outside this darkness
Clearing more doubts in a night than in days
But the Heavier it poured,
the colder the heart got and I stopped believing in miracles too...
Citizens camped outside lost everything today
The endless downpour needs to stop now!
As poverty stricken families rushed towards a safe shelter,
Warmth, security, happiness was all they prayed for:
However, my shadow still refused to be moved in sync with my echo...
Contemplating a tough decision while inhaling much of the air left
I wanted to help somebody...anybody tonight
But the rain continued to fall heavier and got louder with the hour
And I felt trapped in my own abode
While far away across the mountain a faint cry of 'help' was all I heard...
The Rain brought back the light to the mountain slowly
Unable to see I became restless
The sounds echoing in my head like a waterfall at the end of a cliff
I chose to take the higher road
A road that led me to believe I was happier here at this place...
For now at least.
But a wise person once told me:
Happiness is merely contemporary and I was solely responsible for my own.
He didn't promise to make me happy
Rather he would give me his best if he had the choice.
So with a slightly sombre expression,
He slowly closed my eyes to sleep...
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