Poem: Contemplation

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Small rocks, rolling away
From the path, cannot sway
With inner light
And sparkle in the eyes
Gives rise
To lies

Lies that this never ends
need to make amends
accept the temporary
isn’t it arbitrary?
When all dissolves
And evolves
Continuously revolves
Creates meaningless desperation
Souls starvation
Souls deep desire
To break free and light a fire
From the spark
inner spark
That glitters in the eyes
gives rise
To creativity
meaningless activity
Why?
It all crumbles to dust
Everything will rust
Engines will bust
Like a gust
Everything perishes
temporarily flourishes
And fades away
Like sunsets last ray
Like last water drop after heavy rain
can’t hold
maintain
This fleeting sound
That quietly echoes
And signals the change
Isn’t it strange
passing moment
Never to be found again
Echoes in the mind
Again, rewind
But what’s the cost
Something was lost
First sun ray behind the cloud
Birds singing loud
Or the peace,
that followed the echo

All because the need to keep
Moments, to gather a heap
Precious moments aren’t cheap
Drowning in the past so deep
Can’t escape, can’t make the leap
From its grasp
Everything disappears so fast
Why?
Why it cannot last
End creates space for new
Who knew

To create we need to destroy
Know sadness to experience joy
Even death, agony, and rotten flesh
Are important in life, as happiness and things that are fresh
it’s all important, just as it is
So mind, please
Please,
Please let go
Go with the flow
And experience it all
Both rise and the fall
Love sorrow
it has seeds for happiness tomorrow
love fear
fully love what’s dear
yes, it might end
so, better amend
let loose, let it all free
some will stay, you’ll see
if it goes, goes bad, ends, or fails
it’s all best for future ventures sails
Say to the face in the mirror
To this pale, sweaty, screaming thing
Say, let it all go!!!!
Aahhhh!!
Noooo!!!
can’t, It’s me
Can’t you see
It’s important
It.s all me
Like a hoarder
Clinging to the remnants of the past
Scary world, it’s so vast
And I, to tiny so minuscule
Every memory is a tool
I’m not a fool
need to fight the world so cruel
Why?
Cause I need to predict
Understand, energy they emit
To defend
pretend
Why?
Unknown, the future
Ultimately what is good or bad
Ones happiness might make else sad
And even more, how to defend
By being fake, to reach some end
is there really a true best way?
Think before, what to say
Rather than having faith and trust
That all is fine and have a blast
Enjoy what’s coming ahead
Cause in the next moment we might be dead

November 21, 2018 0

Circular poem: Ticking away

It’s ticking away
It’s ticking away
Ticking away
Ticking away
So what do you say?
Who you obey?
Where is your way?
Where’s taking your way?
NOW!
Huh, now?
What you talking about?
Caring about?
Living about?
Giving a shout?
NOW!
Deprived delusions,
stripped illusions,
false conclusions,
and mind infusions.
It’s an old man’s grand plan.
In an old man’s sand land.

With this second left,
rest is theft,
and you get caught,
experience wrath,
while doing your math,
How should I use my,
Very,
Last,
Second?
Because,
It’s ticking away
It’s ticking away
Ticking away
Ticking away

November 19, 2018 0

Rainy day

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Mom, mom, let’s go outside.
Darling, it is raining you know.
Yes, quickly, before it stops,
In rain lets walk to my favourite spots.

Ohh, well, let’s go.
Mood was anyway its absolute low.
And now, he’s running and dancing,
At her mom he’s glancing.
Muddy road made walking hard
she didn’t let down her presence or guard

But, foot slipped, boot flipped,
body tipped and hand gripped empty air.
With magnificent flare,
she fell, with panicy yell.
And splash and smash.
And rapturous laughter,
over spiritless mind,
Like a sound divine,
made it fine,
broke apart the baseline.

Walking back, both covered with mud.
Kid running and jumping, gleaming so glad.
He jumped into puddle next to his mom.
Splash, but damage was already done.
Dry clothes were already gone.
So, she jumped into puddle splashing them both,
and found it funny, though nose was runny,
and laughter erupted again in rain,
both laughing and running,
this view was stunning
and free.
He hugged mom’s knee,
And wished forever there could be.

November 16, 2018 0

Party

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Party,
But party alone,
is not much to party about.
Just mere shout,
helping friend along.
Making perfect this moment, song.
We all improve and sometimes we are wrong,
but humanity will prolong.
And like that, we keep on climbing.
Living hard, hearts are smiling.
We all deserve gratitude and love.
And even greatest heights
that reached together
are made so much better.
And, it makes me want to party.

But party alone,
is not much to party about.
Just mere shout,
helping friend along.
Making perfect this moment, song.
We all improve and sometimes we are wrong,
but humanity will prolong.
And like that, we keep on climbing.
Living hard, hearts are smiling.
We all deserve gratitude and love.
And even greatest heights
that reached together
are made so much better.
And, it makes me want to party.

November 14, 2018 0

Growth

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I’ve learned and earned,
the right to live, share and give,
and, if it leads to my fall,
I’ll take it all,
and make it, something beautiful.
Like a fool I thrive for growth.
Loosening the rigid perceptions,
following affections,
Seeing gifts in my imperfections.

Looking for more.
Changing my lore.
Choosing action when unsure.
Walking away from certainty’s lure,
and, when I have to endure,
I cherish and relish unforgiving freedom,
Knowing, that I can take it,
mould it and fold it,
accept what I’ve been given,
Intrinsically driven.
I take and make misfortune,
to obey and teach,
like a leach I devour,
Essence of power,
and now,
it is me.

I’ve learned,
and earned the right to live,
share and give.
And, if it leads to my fall,
I’ll take it all,
and make it, something beautiful.
Like a fool I thrive for growth
Loosening the rigid perceptions,
following affections,
Seeing gifts in my imperfections.

November 12, 2018 0

Experiment with truth

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When forgotten is the unity.
Left is mutiny and dictatorship of mind.
Thinking that I am in control,
and majority’s poll, agreed
and believed, but then I sat down
Determined, to stay in place.
I lost all my face, such disgrace.
I can’t sit in peace, but at least,
I sat, on the mat, for a while.
Thinking of tumours benign,
and wine, minds whine.

After long, five minutes,
I rose, scratched my nose,
and thought, against whom I fought?
Resistance is all for naught.
Maybe, just maybe,
there’s a way without internal resistance?
Behind wind can be assistance.
But is it compatible with change?
Or will I be stuck, in a strange, habitual, misery.

November 9, 2018 0

Friend

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Friend, feeling crippling fear.
Avoiding end that’s near.
Left hundred or just one year.
Or even less, what a mess.
Friend, you are stressed.
You have done good job,
excellent job,
and given everything, away.
Trust, friends, laughter and love.
Sacrificed yourself to keep me safe.
You beat me to the ground,
Screamed so loud.
Tears falling, but heart still loving.
So that I’d be prepared?
So that I’d be feared?
So that nothing, in this cruel world could hurt me!

You taught about society,
to feel separation in variety.
But my ego, my friend.
let this way of life end.

Higher, we aim to reach.
A gap to goals, we need to breach.
But, is it necessarily better?
We like sunny but also need rainy weather.
Our eyes glaze in envy, seeing other,
envious of our own sister brother.
And underlying cause, our internal flaws.

We think that we are not enough.
Need to be strong, need to be tough.
But, if I’d be the prettiest, strongest, smartest.
Everyone else below, nowhere to thrive,
all of my goals I’ve reached, I’ve arrived
Is this what I want to see
What sick fucker I have to be.

So, ego my friend.
Let’s discover the world, unseen and new.
Climb a mountain, enjoy a view.
And know, I’ve grown.
So far the way, you have shown.
Now, I want to fall and rise.
Get hurt and still seek the prize.
To be wise, take off mask and disguise,
and let myself be seen.

When I am in between,
decisions, options, roads and ways.
Even in despair, I want to choose.
Take responsibility when I lose.
Receive bad, and good news.
Gather clues, notice hues,
in monotone everyday.
And seek my own true way.
And what you have to say, I’ll listen,
but final decision is mine,
even when I have crossed the line.
Have to listen complaints and whine.
I’ll say, I chose it,
Even if it hurts a bit, or a lot,
I did my best, gave it all I got.

November 7, 2018 0

Jump

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I jump from familiar misery,
up into chaos unknown.
To unfreeze my time.
The change, sublime.
The change, raging fear.
Retreating from life so near.
But my dear, was old life really so bad?
In chaos you might go mad,
and lose yourself.

Well, this would be ideal.
To choose a healthy meal.
To construct self on truth.
In youth,
I gobbled down superstitious views,
agitated by the news.
You can’t, you shouldn’t, behave.
Now, nice obedient slave.

In chaos I’ll see,
Who I truly am and who I want to be,
I will create this new me,
And old habitual self can wither in past.
At last, I’ll leave its grasp.

November 5, 2018 0

Welcome to wilderness

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[I was born in pain.
Just follow, stay sane.
Learned rules,
in schools,
But there were so many fools
just being tools
and it tore me away.
Still I stayed.
And obeyed.
And lion came.
I felt shame.
Others pain.
Was it all in vain.
All slain.
And lion came,
to me.
Too close to see
and said,
What the fuck brother,
we have a same mother
and you’re
Cowering in fear.
I changed.
Took responsibility.
For my ability,
capability
and said,
Thank you.
I was wrong]*(repeat loop)

But, I was born in pain
Just follow, stay sane.
Learned rules,
in schools,
But there were so many fools
just being tools
and it tore me away.
Still I stayed.
And obeyed.
And lion came.
I felt shame.
Others pain.
Was it all in vain.
All slain.
And lion came,
to me.
Too close to see
and said,
What the fuck brother,
we have a same mother
and you’re
Cowering in fear.
I changed.
Took responsibility.
For my ability,
capability,
and said,
Thank you.

November 2, 2018 1

Fall

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Looking down, man, are you sure?
Take your time and think some more.
Do you really want to take the leap?
You’d surely die, only might, reach the peak.
Yes, I said, with a smile.
And jumped.

jumped down, jumped into time.
I was, the bottle of wine.
I was the ugly, dirty look in father’s eyes,
And mothers desire, it was me, in disguise.
I chose to live,
It brought me here.
I was born helpless, I don’t care.
What, a failure? So I try once more.
I kept failing,
but deep in my core
I knew, it could be done.
Rising up, determined,
gleaming with fun
Taking steps one-by -one
Until, I was able to run.
And father laughed,
that’s my little son.

October 31, 2018 0

Category: Poetry