Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Eternity


the lights grow dim
so i slowly flutter my eyes open
i stare at you standing by my lamp
you see right through me don't you

i lift my hands and reach for you
but you seem further away now
yet you have not moved
i am slightly confused, but i still move

oh my head, it aches..it burns
i remember now... you were here
where i am now, but then
i was crying on my knees

i begged for you
that was all i could do
the room spun, i hit the floor
you closed your eyes

i am here now, reaching for you
i miss you
i love you
forevermore...


Photograph : adoration_by_esdi @ http://esdi.deviantart.com/

Sunday, November 15, 2009

The Traveller

Footprints of time glaze the surface 
His deep sighs lift the desert's music 
Once upon a time, he lost his compass
Far and wide he was forced to seek
But instead, only to discover man's curse
A secret in a chest at the highest peak.

From birth he has walked across many plains
Barefoot under the scorching heat
Explored the jungles of concrete, the tropics
Even the one hardest to beat...
Filled with dark caves and webs of deceit
Where few venture and most admit defeat.

Now long-limbed, supple and still young at a glance
He is already tired of mock discoveries
He now, like many, yearns to make sense
Of the signs and images of forgotten stories
Yet it just feels as he's peering through a lens
He has only this, no other worries...

Majestic Queen

She awakens to the sound of thunderous drums
Her soul shakes in its temple
Vibrating with power and fury
No longer in chained shackles

The source illuminates with power
Exploding and engulfing her in bright light
It is time to bend her head lower...
It is time to gift her with sight...

Blinding are the rays of freedom
Heavy was the burden of illusion
Splendorous is the view from her kingdom
More alive than any thriving passion

She sits quietly by her throne
Gazing into the never-ending horizon
Breathing softly she no longer longs
for the deep mysterious unknown...

Her palms lie gently among the folds of her robe
Her gaze shifts to the inside
She shuts her never-opened eyes
and never returns..

Friday, November 6, 2009

Icarus


the clouds have cleared
and the sunglight breaks in
piercing through the cracks in the sky
the ground breathes relief with each ray

a smile draws itself on my face
i am weightless once more
my wounds close and turn to only scars
as i gaze into the distance where the horizon awaits

wings burst forth from my shoulder blades
my hair is long once more
the wind is coming from the east
i take off my sandals and wait by the beach

it is coming, i can smell it, hear it
over the crashes of the waves
i can hear it reaching me
it's coming... it's coming... it is here!

ahh and i let go and fly...
high above the sea and lands...
i glide effortlessly
as if the universe is mine

the sun is closer and warmer
i feel the heat on my face
on my feathery wings..
"beware of the sun" i was told
and this i must hold.


Artwork: Icarus_Completed_by_dfbovey @ http://dfbovey.deviantart.com/

Thursday, November 5, 2009

A Nightmare Monologue: Killing Me Softly


I am trying to be alright. I try to lie and trick myself to fight. I am trying to be alright.

I am trying to do me. I write and dream and be. I am trying to do me.

I am trying to laugh and smile. I pull myself up and walk my mile. I am trying to laugh and smile.

I am trying to sleep peacefully. Instead i toss and turn and wake feeling damaged internally. I am trying to sleep peacefully.

What do I do? Now that tears can’t streak down my face and my head is anchored at a tragic bay. Now that I push and pull with all my might, but only to move around in circles, over and over and over. I try and try and try, I slip in and out of dreams and reality. If this is not madness already, I beg for it to come quickly and numb me. I try and try and try. I smile and smile then I cry.  I don’t understand why I now can’t do what my mind is telling me to. I did it before didn’t I? When I thought I would and could never strike. I relive the agonizing pain, but why am I questioning it? I know the answer, because I breathe it. Now I’m left wondering, what would cure my pain; this disease? During the day I dream, I dream, I dream. In my mind I think, I plot, I worry and oh when I sleep…  I am tormented by the one deeper within me. Where is 'me'?


Painting: Eve_Fights_Off_the_Shadows____by_jasinski @ http://jasinskiart.blogspot.com/


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Lonesome


am chained to my chair
and trapped in this room
why must things be fair
even when darkness looms

i feel like a caged bird
missing the wide open spaces
i feel like i've been curbed
and am quickly loosing my many faces

i know this is for the best
but i just cant help the loss
i understand this is no test
but you're my love, my source

minutes, hours and days will pass...
every second i am missing you so
for you i will conduct this fast
food, water and air no more

i am so lonely...
my song is tuneless
my paintings are colourless
and my writing; emotionless

i am so lonely...


Artwork: Before_Dark_by_EdgarT @ http://edgar-t.deviantart.com/


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Venom


The blood in my veins have poison
suck it out before it kills me! 
Before it takes me to liaison
with the devil without a fee. 

i feel it seep and spread through, 
like that infectious disease, 
like a predator on the move, 
evolving like a dangerous new species. 

My fingertips vibrate and pulse,
i hear the blood gush inside my head, 
i then stare at the nails covered in rust, 
and wonder how time has started to fade. 

I used to express myself through movements, 
by flowing and making odd gestures, 
now i trudge solemnly by life's pavements, 
and only dream about those once green pastures.

The poison has given birth to a terrible monster,
questions and answers have deceived me...
So here i lay and ponder, trying to foster
all my energy to one day be sucked free.


Artwork: Snake_by_Dandebird @ http://dandebird.deviantart.com/


Monday, November 2, 2009

A Story



It all begins with a leap…
handicapped and frail i weep,
sitting below the mango tree
and feeling all but free.
Lost and hollow i now be…
forever more and further i flee
trying to grasp those lost at sea
but their swimming out my hands you see…
Waving silently at people so merry
while sitting and sulking in misery,
while they dream pleasantly,
while i perish slowly,
This is how it be…
I've forgotten happy things…
my memory of them sinks
heavier and tighter are the steel links
i've forgotten happy things…
I try to trick myself and lie,
while i smile, inside i die
other times i am numb and sigh,
and dream about how we used to fly.
I don’t want to tell sad stories,
or paint dying lilies,
i'd rather travel through cities
begging for ‘priceless pennies'.
It all begins with a leap…
handicapped and frail i weep,
sitting below the mango tree
and feeling all but free.

Photograph: Story_by_ManishaJM


Eureka

I stagger frequently
i waver religiously
and i fall constantly,
i do it all repeatedly...

My platter is as full i make it
my dish; as colourful as i set it
and my glass; as full as i see it,
i do it all bit by bit...

Then why can't i...

Do the things i need to
complete the work i have to
and create the things i want to
i try to do it all and fail to...

It is now clear as day
why my mind was astray
for i could never begin to say
how much i seldom worked and was all play.
However, my mind was triggered today
by some things that may
make or break my way
and force me to pay.

Goodbye to aimless whims
so long to deadly pills
sayonara to painful ills
and au revoir to owed bills.
Hello to no-more-frills
good day to powerful deals
vanakkam to the sun and hills
and bonjour to my 'quills'.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

"Symbiosis" by Pilobolus

Sparks countless thoughts and emotions...
Oh, what joy to create, express and appreciate such splendour...

There is no science without art, like there is no art without science.

"Cant you see, we are meant to be."