I wish
I wish I knew the old just like the new
Helping me mark the difference in colors
Of a painted disaster
Because the incomplete sketches
Spread across time make me
Dream
I dream of falling off the edge
Knowing it will only lead to
Madness
And madness is remedy
For sanity is
Lethal
Lethal is monotony
Gradually crumbling into
Ordinary
Ordinary is choosing to look away
From the display of
Sparkle
Sparkle moulding up souls of the illimitable
Walking on the other side of
Fear
Fear shies in the face of the limitless,
What a thing it is to
Embrace
Embracing the uneasy comfort
Constituting your Favorite Paradox
Of whose absence makes you love
But presence makes you hate
Everything
Everything is an illusion
And you’re constantly creating your own
Infinities.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC
All that glitters is not gold
At some point we have all been told.
What makes you, what defines you
Is what you choose.
You lose yourself before you find yourself,
You shatter before you see what you’re made up of;
You burn before you shine,
You fall apart before you combine.
You’re ignored until you’re heard,
You’re hurt until you’re healed;
All those secrets within you, you seal
Because you’re not yet ready to feel.
In madness you find sanity,
In rock bottom you find high;
Along blurred lines you find clarity,
You begin to wonder why you try.
You’re sure what you feel,
In insanity you indulge;
You’re not sure what you grieve,
But in fate you believe.
You hit to bounce back,
You fall, you relapse.
You fail to succeed,
You live, you learn;
You try till you die,
You cry, you fight.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
How much time is 'enough time'?
Which answer is the correct one?
Is this lie more convincing,
Or is this truth the most deceiving?
Day One
Is what you know
Really what you believe,
Or do you feed your pain
With fabricated reality?
As though you set water on fire
Like a burning desire to scream,
Scream out to the stars
Patterning your structured time.
Day Fifteen
Is what you hear
Really what you listen,
Or do you ease your soul
With altered versions?
A bubble of Denial
Safeguarding broken hope,
Protecting the One Second
That lingers until today
Day Thirty
Is what you want
Really what you need,
Or do you earn smiles
With your own idea of ecstasy?
When truth catches up
And One Second is over;
You find reality pushing you
Far beyond horizons,
Into fantasy-
A land known as Freedom.
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
One, two, three, persist.
Spin, spin, spin, retain;
Under our spotlight of Exception,
A standstill of colors occurred-
So vivid, it was almost blinding.
Amidst the hollowness
Seeped a shadow,
Reaching out to every
Memory locked away.
Familiar Stranger.
Tracing lines of comfort,
Running down heaven,
Dropping weight on unknown territory;
An interminable candle is lit.
A leap of faith.
A thread connected two points-
One side smiled, the other feared;
Two paths were walked on-
Only to become the beauty they call Sunset,
Or the terror they call Tremor.
Collision, destruction.
Fear enveloping, merging into darkness;
Silent night screaming, absorbing the emptiness;
Finding tranquility in expression
And freedom in escapade.
The thread is broken.
Search for ignition,
The stars have only just begun to shine;
Search for boundlessness
Sedating every boiling point,
Aggravating every sparkle,
Immortalizing intervals.
Transience is defeated.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 6:07 AM UTC