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Born This Way

So you are back at the same stop again,
Thinking about the same questions, still feeling the pain,

 

The mind singing, the pursuit, the pondering
The struggle, the loss, the wandering,

 

How to choose a path through so many choices?
How to find destiny through so many voices?

 

And the questions are never ending,
But I keep going on and pretending,

 

The fear of loss never leaves me alone,
Unable to let go someone who is gone,

 

And the empathy is out of control,
To the needy I want to give my all,

 

I once looked a man in his eyes and cried,
I feel for the living instead of the ones who died,

 

The suffering in world eats me inside,
Sometimes I want to join the rebels who defied,

 

The norms, the terrorists, the corrupts, the vip culture,
To slit their throats and open them up like a vulture,

 

Are these dark thoughts a necessarily evil?
Or find other ways to save the world that are more civil?

 

Why cant I stop hearing the screams?
Why do I suffer seeing those dreams?

 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggggggggg stop!
Stop before I drop,

 

The voices wont go away,
They are for life to stay,

 

Now open eyes and see the world in grey,
Put on that smile and be gay,

 

The light will shine on you as bright as day,
Be positive and stay away from fey,

 

Fidelity is hard, its easy to betray,
But Its your life, you were just born this way.

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Innocent Child

I used to be an innocent child,
timid, shy, fearful of the wild,

Always lost in my own world, a dreamer,
Afraid of the night, darkness, a screamer,

Always playing with toys, making my story,
Toy soldiers in war, fighting for honor and glory,

Then my world began to turn,
Amazed by science, I began to learn,

Meeting people from around the world opened my mind,
I started my pursuit of happiness, never looking behind,

Aspiring for greatness, I departed,
To complete the drawing I started,

Not to just survive the life but actually live it,
Not to just take from the world but give it,

To appreciate the architect, the Great Creator,
To put my thoughts on paper, to be a sub-creator,

Then my mind began the singing, in prose and poems,
Stories and characters developed and I gave them names,

Not knowing if anyone would bother to read them,
My fantasies and my stories, I began to need them,

They became a source of refuge, my peace,
My escape, my happy place, my release,

Will my story have a happy ending?
I took the test but the result is pending,

I used to be an innocent child,
Faced my fears and embraced the wild.

 

Forever Alone

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Alone on my own, in a dark cave,
Bound by My Precious, a worshiper, a slave, 

A shadow, a wight, a wraith to be,
Remembering the past, my life is a memory, 

Thinking of times gone, when I was free,
In the depths of a town with no tree, 

Living in misery, I forgot my name,
Awaiting a savior who never came, 

No friends here, no reason to live
Lost in my ways, nothing to give, 

But then one day, Bagginses came,
Stole My Precious, played a game, 

Lied to us, we hates it,
Ran from us, we hates it, 

Now My Precious is forever gone,
Alone I am, Alone on my own.

 

 

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Enlightened

Cursed is the heart, hurt, broken and dark,

burnt, destroyed, played, still carries the spark;

 

Storms of destruction, change, are weighing again,

the liars, the heart breakers, are playing again;

 

Its a game of love, you win or you die,

a fool to pursue,a fool to never try;

 

Trust in this world of deception and illusions,

perfect lives, beautiful wives, mere delusions;

 

So now wake you up, enlightened, open your eyes,

to broken trust, promises, and not so good byes;

 

She is gone, left you, but you are still here,

forget her, forgive her, move on I dare.