The golden rays of the setting sun, (10:47 AM)
Lit up her auburn hair bright
The spectacle reflected off coffee-brown eyes
Fore the horizon swallowed the sun with her heart,
Twas hardly a month ago when she
Had her life stormed by a peaceful gale
That swept her away, caught her unaware,
Was it love? That had left her at sea?
For you see it wasn’t her desire to be,
Involved in a relation she couldn’t foresee
He appeared out of the blue, refreshingly fresh,
Making her heart play tunes she hadn’t foreknown
She knew not what had sprung betwixt them,
It wasn’t a form of affection – driven by urge
Nor was there a need for the word said you see
Had there grown a new bond – complete, tacit
Those countable hours they spent engrossed in time,
She knew not how but he knew all of her needs
Soft words, reluctant smiles abridged all the gaps,
The moments faded away, each special in kind
The days slipped away at an elusive pace,
Unaware of the world, a tranquil union of life,
Before the feeling could hold, the wind had changed,
Its tune sent forth askew, a non- resonant vide
Just like the gale that had changed her light,
Had it given her sight or taken it away?
For before comprehension of the change could she,
Did the moment leave her side and so did he
Now, as she stood with the moon rising to the sky,
Silver rays caressing her body lifting her soul,
She felt energy lift above and scatter apart
Leaving a spark in her eyes igniting the night
Stood there did she, looking beyond,
Her skin shining bright, so pure and serene
She felt in her heart a warm iridescent glow,
Hidden in she, lay soft glimpses of he (11:40 AM)
Void Thought
26th Oct 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Derailed
The drops larger now, pattered much louder,(4:23 PM)
Each droplet with more vigor did drop forth...
The shadows loomed large, across his path,
Reminding him what lay behind, gone past
The gale grew stronger as trees screeched in protest,
Gray skies bore witness to the lonely soul move forth
Empty streets greeted his arrival, vacant and drenched
Accompanied by none other than echoes of his breath
In the far distance he saw the first sight of human life,
Sounds in teeming resonance, blurry images flicked by
He dragged on slower now, breathing slower each step
Moved closer in to witness children at play, passing time
Unaware of the rain, the gloom, the shadows all across,
Engrossed in the moment of joy, unaware of the past,
They raced across in the rain, faces gleaming with joy,
But alas, they knew not, the clock ticks and so shall they
Somewhere is his sore body a little pang was ignited,
Reminding him of his self, of relationships left by,
He knew that there was reason, factors of elusive play,
Overshadowing the child which dormant in him did lay
He reached across the street, next to a cold wooden bench,
On which did he then lay, shadowed by ghosts of his past,
As he closed his eyes, the shadows surrounded with an urge
Swallowing his callous self, watched over by the silent rain(5:01 PM)
Void thought
21st Oct 2006
Each droplet with more vigor did drop forth...
The shadows loomed large, across his path,
Reminding him what lay behind, gone past
The gale grew stronger as trees screeched in protest,
Gray skies bore witness to the lonely soul move forth
Empty streets greeted his arrival, vacant and drenched
Accompanied by none other than echoes of his breath
In the far distance he saw the first sight of human life,
Sounds in teeming resonance, blurry images flicked by
He dragged on slower now, breathing slower each step
Moved closer in to witness children at play, passing time
Unaware of the rain, the gloom, the shadows all across,
Engrossed in the moment of joy, unaware of the past,
They raced across in the rain, faces gleaming with joy,
But alas, they knew not, the clock ticks and so shall they
Somewhere is his sore body a little pang was ignited,
Reminding him of his self, of relationships left by,
He knew that there was reason, factors of elusive play,
Overshadowing the child which dormant in him did lay
He reached across the street, next to a cold wooden bench,
On which did he then lay, shadowed by ghosts of his past,
As he closed his eyes, the shadows surrounded with an urge
Swallowing his callous self, watched over by the silent rain(5:01 PM)
Void thought
21st Oct 2006
Pretence
Pretence
I looked back at the voices fading away,(9:34 PM)
Dragging along the path ahead of me,
Was there a meaning in all these lies?
Is there a life, amidst mindless pretence?
I find no meaning, no trace of life,
Tired of lying about how I now feel,
Tired of all games with hidden deceit,
Sick of the lies that I ensue on forth...
What’s the baseless point in acting all nice?
Paint a plastic smile across an abstract face
Laugh at humor so dry it makes me choke...
I wonder if this is fun...then what am I?
The winds have changed, time moved on
I stare blind at these faces around me
Act as though they make sense, but why?
Why lie? Why try? When it’s all a LIE?
The patterns of condescending lives
Stretched across times gone by
Sometimes merge, sometimes cross
But mostly, they just lie – Lie and LIE!
The strain is too strong, the lies too far gone
Air too thick with the stench of pretence,
My breath stops for an iota, making me choke,
Then I realize that I need take it no more
For now I have the fire, the desire
The energy the feed, the force
Need not the comfort of false ties
Moved on have I, have you, and has LIFE!!!(9:45 PM)
Void Thought
20th Oct 2006
I looked back at the voices fading away,(9:34 PM)
Dragging along the path ahead of me,
Was there a meaning in all these lies?
Is there a life, amidst mindless pretence?
I find no meaning, no trace of life,
Tired of lying about how I now feel,
Tired of all games with hidden deceit,
Sick of the lies that I ensue on forth...
What’s the baseless point in acting all nice?
Paint a plastic smile across an abstract face
Laugh at humor so dry it makes me choke...
I wonder if this is fun...then what am I?
The winds have changed, time moved on
I stare blind at these faces around me
Act as though they make sense, but why?
Why lie? Why try? When it’s all a LIE?
The patterns of condescending lives
Stretched across times gone by
Sometimes merge, sometimes cross
But mostly, they just lie – Lie and LIE!
The strain is too strong, the lies too far gone
Air too thick with the stench of pretence,
My breath stops for an iota, making me choke,
Then I realize that I need take it no more
For now I have the fire, the desire
The energy the feed, the force
Need not the comfort of false ties
Moved on have I, have you, and has LIFE!!!(9:45 PM)
Void Thought
20th Oct 2006
Eclipse
The flash across my face (11:51 AM)
Consumed the pain beside
And as I stood, clear mind
At last I see what’s right
Sight fades slowly first
Making me think back
Think of all lies I’d said
As images flitter across
One of them sneered at me
A different sign then I saw
For there was I self-conceited,
False pretences all across
I saw filth across the world
Celluloid – did I then call
It took time for me to see
In me celluloid I did find
I walked across the plains I saw
Pointing out all the little flaws
Jeering at the filthy world
And the purity of my sancta kind
And finally today I see truth redefined
I see all filth I saw – took it by my side
And as I saw the final, images flit across
I slipped into a pool of red – some good I’d DONE AT LAST!!!!!(12 pm)
Void Thought
27th sep 2006
Consumed the pain beside
And as I stood, clear mind
At last I see what’s right
Sight fades slowly first
Making me think back
Think of all lies I’d said
As images flitter across
One of them sneered at me
A different sign then I saw
For there was I self-conceited,
False pretences all across
I saw filth across the world
Celluloid – did I then call
It took time for me to see
In me celluloid I did find
I walked across the plains I saw
Pointing out all the little flaws
Jeering at the filthy world
And the purity of my sancta kind
And finally today I see truth redefined
I see all filth I saw – took it by my side
And as I saw the final, images flit across
I slipped into a pool of red – some good I’d DONE AT LAST!!!!!(12 pm)
Void Thought
27th sep 2006
False Pretences
Why show me all these pictures (11:31 AM)
So vague, concealed in lies,
Why show me a world not for me,
That can never set me free…
Why make me see the light around,
When to darkness I am bound…
Why play these games with my life?
When devoid of an aim I ride…
Tired am I of these games, blistered are my feet.
I try to smile and play along, hoping it shall cease,
But whilst I lay drenched in elusive void sights…
Somehow, the darkness cheats – shows what’s right.
I go about proclaiming greatness of some kind,
While behind these lies – dances fear, eating on my mind,
The flimsy cover blown apart, I find – to nothing did I bind,
For you see – What I am, is absolute incomplete defined.
Yet again you play with me ruthlessly unkind,
Thus in this race does my mind, fall far behind
Hang onto the thread of life, knowing from the first,
I understand cuts on my feet are meant to quench your thirst…
All the blankness makes complete sense.
For I see the truth – now all dense
Normalcy for a ‘freak’ like me,
Just false pretences meant to be (11:43 AM)
Void Thought
27th Sep 2006
So vague, concealed in lies,
Why show me a world not for me,
That can never set me free…
Why make me see the light around,
When to darkness I am bound…
Why play these games with my life?
When devoid of an aim I ride…
Tired am I of these games, blistered are my feet.
I try to smile and play along, hoping it shall cease,
But whilst I lay drenched in elusive void sights…
Somehow, the darkness cheats – shows what’s right.
I go about proclaiming greatness of some kind,
While behind these lies – dances fear, eating on my mind,
The flimsy cover blown apart, I find – to nothing did I bind,
For you see – What I am, is absolute incomplete defined.
Yet again you play with me ruthlessly unkind,
Thus in this race does my mind, fall far behind
Hang onto the thread of life, knowing from the first,
I understand cuts on my feet are meant to quench your thirst…
All the blankness makes complete sense.
For I see the truth – now all dense
Normalcy for a ‘freak’ like me,
Just false pretences meant to be (11:43 AM)
Void Thought
27th Sep 2006
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