Tuesday, March 29, 2011

LOST

The sounds are disorienting.
The pictures are not lucid.
Here i stand.
And then i hit.

Pain is real,
Thorough breaths of struggle.
Peace in pieces.
Its time is to heal.

Mind is slow,
winds are swift.
Depth is unstable.
Thoughts are feeble.

Love is rare,
Money is fair.
Wheels are heavy,
Changes , i care.

The only ans to my que is,
IS !
Because day and night,
i want to free my mind.

I tried so hard,
but once,
i didn't feel,
the morning's dawn.

Can u read my mind,
Anticipation?
Observation?
Or just deliverance?

Deserts,
Beaches,
Mountains,
Or Eternity?

Summits,
Space.
Sun.
Or Mars?

Stardom.
Adventure.
Business
Myself?

Sex,
Drugs,
Ethics,
Or Gimmicks?

Gigs,
Tours,
Steady,
Or Unstoppable?

Invincible,
Strongest,
Introvert,
Or Inspiration?

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Unfinished

Love is a 4 letter word,
Once spoken here already.
A second bell is not expected.
But the invitation is accepted gladly.

Same things started again.
Time was moving slow.
Songs were in my head,
in the air I was riding solo.

Everything was white around her.
Her elegant beauty was accentuated.
I was a breeze, she was a window flower,
In my heart feelings were inflated.

Love is infallible,
It knows no limits,
Its fantabulous,
With innumerable hits.

My Dreams bear only her smiles,
Her smile is brighter than the sun,
Her hair shines like the ocean.
Watching her walk has no pun.

As the sun sets,
the other side of beauty is disclosed,
She fills d atmosphere with her aura.
In my mind her pics are beautifully poised.

All was good,
But time displayed its enmity,
She loved somebody else,
I was looking for serenity.

life is hard on me,
I wanted her badly,
But someone else had her,
I befriended her gladly.

Everyday is a test,
Everyday i kill my feelings,
I have become a murderer,
A murderer of my soul.

I hate the idea of being in love,
I still do everything to make her happy,
I sacrifice myself ,
I want re-incarnation.