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Thursday, 24 March 2016

In the end

Never ending vast lands in the north
As the snow melted and the earth shone green
Deers roaming wild, dying on the shoulders
Rest is miles away, services even farther
A watch on time & a watch on milestones
Destination destined to be that darling door.
Cowly the crow feeds on Rowly the raccoon
As the cattle devour the fresh meadows
The mind wonders if this is solitude
The heart lonesome seeks solidarity
In search of the matchmaker I travel west
Chasing the sun, as the day never ends
And then the wind whistled across the valley
Determined to destroy the delicate & the durable
The mind spoke at last, the heart listened.
I started running, more every minute
Hoping for hope to find my darling door
I left the highway for a thinner track
I stopped, the wind whined & I smiled.

Wednesday, 23 March 2016

Fear

I could see the dark and high monsters
With their cloudy friends they roared
Going back in time, I could see none
Just neverlands of yellow, green & red
Now the sun has lost his path
Not into the horizon, but up there
I Felt strange as I started climbing
The wind was cold, darkness blooming
Dumbfounded, never had I felt the same
Was it fear? I asked myself & again
Was it fear of loneliness?
For I may disappear like the sun
For nobody can hear my scream
Or was it fear of failure?
For I owe the people I love
For I still have miles to walk
I could slip down the cliff into the canyons
Or slide sideways to hit the silent stones
Or a tree so tall may tear my torso
I wish it was the fear of death
For the fear of unknown is worse. 

Thursday, 25 February 2016

Plenty

Plenty is what brain demands Plenty is what the heart wishes Plenty is what the self conspires Plenty is what the world constructs We age, we break, we wither away But still walk, hoping to sprint Not knowing where it ends Not knowing where we belong For a million may mean zero And everything may be elusive It whispers hope when you sleep Wake up and you are killed Like a line in the golden sand Washed away by the tiniest tide Demands are never enough Wishes are always waitlisted You conspire without constructing And the world just laughs it away.

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Emptiness

A rainy dawn of a darker tone
Where a lighthouse stands alone
Not a drop in that flooding rain
But from the eyes in pure pain

A distant boat in the storm
A pile of wreck it will form
Not the piece that floats and drowns
But the one that touches the browns

An island, whip of wind away
A native looks west in dismay
Standing alone with eyes in pain
Beholding the wreck as the stars wane

Friday, 19 October 2012

On the rocks!

A whiskey on the rocks
A rock doesn't melt
A rock isn't cold
A rock feels nothing. 
My heart stops 
Like a watch
Follows me to the grave
Like a rock
A whiskey on the rocks
Warm it may feel 
Sedating you, Leaving you
High in your dreams.
Like a broken spoke
On a squeaking wheel
Like an old scar
On a pretty face
Unpleasant!

Monday, 17 September 2012

Into the abyss


Who cares for the one who doesn't
Who befriends the one who doesn't
Who enjoys the one who doesn't
Who loves the one who doesn't

A selfish, mean man I am
Alone in the darkness
The fireflies pity me
And the wind mocks me
Everything's absorbed into nothingness
And thoughts have become questions
Smiles have become fake
Emotions are all stoned
Experiments have failed
The human is dead, the evil awake.

A battle is happening
Inside the mind, against the mind
And for the mind is just me
I am trying but I am failing
The shadows are fast growing
And as the darkness overwhelms
They leave me baffled
And still the silence questions
Have you lived your dark side?
Have you loved your dark side?

Sunday, 5 August 2012

Burnt & Broken


A storm is engulfing the moonlit sky
The raindrops are round yet sharp
Hurting my paralyzed forlorn soul;
I see a distant death around me
And I desire it as much as life.
I am too cold for the human warmth 
On the edge, I want to be buried,
And want not to hear myself again.
No weapons can kill me anymore
And soon I would be scavenged
A dirty death, a painful dilemma
I can see it but can't allure it enough.