Influences

As she stared at me, she knocked at my face
She asked me to sing.
And sing I did.
It wasn't pleasant, but it was a relief.

Stroking my hair, she asked me to dance.
'Noway!!' I bellowed
She pushed me to the ground
And I spat back at her
With the movement of my feet.

There was nothing in me
I had never felt it growing
But there I was
A grown man
Believing in the truth and
Believing that good things happen
As long as I would push hard.

When I look back
All that I can say is that she was a painful influence
And I would be happy to rid myself of her
But not yet.
I still need to use her
May be she will throw me away tomorrow
I hope she does.

Penning thoughts

Writing a story today with this pen I hold
The music helps me out
Melodies and harmonies
How amusing they are!!
For they can lift an idle mind's soul
He said to me that there was nowhere but disaster
I nodded along
I cared not to believe as much
Well, it's his wish I say
And what will be will be
For now, I have to write a short story
About my mind and the peace it longs for
Won't be long before I will realise if I fit in
Let's just say that I long for my home
There are no sexual desires
There are no burning ambitions
There is, however, a want for adventure
I aim to entertain myself with these experiments
A playground, I call it at times
Sometimes I succumb to it
And I hold my head and cry out some tears
For life is perplexing
And an occasional smile makes me smile
I now walk
Or am I standing still?
Time will tell

Chaos

For all that is needed is a sliver of truth
Not through the mouth
But in one's eyes
Some old and passionate courage
Lost as it is
To the drumming of a mundane life;
Spice it up and fly all down
Snap a twig and lay beneath the clouds
Hear the snap carefully
For we have forgotten what that is.
Clenched teeth and frigid bodies
I see you now as you hold yourself together
Wary of being run over
Of being hurt and feeling pain,
Forget it all for one moment
And give way to the spirit within
Soar as you may
For you are able;
Say yes to chaos
For you are not a special seed
You will wither just as another...
Take some pictures now
For embedded in your mind they shall remain,
Long for the extremes
You will never near them
But a different horizon will be seen
For the smile within and the sights forever
Hold them close, but not too tight
For you will let go
As you will me
And you will you
Permanence is a concept
Unfounded as its utterance

Presence

Flowers in the sky with petals falling now
The bright violets adorn the air
For I can see with my eyes
That nobody stands
Between that beauty and I
It's all so simple to understand
For life is made complex.
Colours play their role
And we aim to make sense.
There is a drought in our minds
And we wallow fruitlessly
Smiling away at the birds
At the onset of warmth...
Find the glow within
It's omniscient.

Breathe, Read and Shut Your Eyes

When will our miseries end?
When shall we smile once again?
Look up at the sky and see the clouds
And the skies in their vastness
And not think once
Not once of why 'tis so...
We are doomed in our pursuits;
We fail to live
And smile with the children;
For we are slaves
Till we reach our end,
'Tis then that we will smile
And look at the days that went by...
When we believed in love
And the simplicity of the sky
And the feel of warmth
Of a silent mind.

And how we let it go by...


How would you have reacted if this poem had been written by a well known poet?
And would you have read it differently?

Eyes Shut

When will I wake up from this torturous nightmare?
It is beautiful in essence but it lacks the peace.
Everything always ends
And so shall this
But the wait kills me each day
As I sit and moan
Thinking of the thorns
Longing to go back
Longing to stay shut
Tired of this monstrosity
Tired of this dream.