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Nov 8 · 32
[Fixed Haze]
Chandy Nov 8
Sayonara
I once looked at your eyes
To find pure light staring back
Ignorance, forgiveness
Purity in one iris
But as time goes on
You stop staring back at me
Your gaze fixed on the future
Transitioned into a haze
While never looking back at me
Where did our good times go?
What did it mean to you back then?
You can't lift your head, your guilt is heavy
But I wish I told you
That it was not your fault, time is our assault
The mirror you look into is far from here
How can someone so young look forward to the end?
Why did you grow up so quick?
Why do you trust no one?
I blink my eyes with no more haste
Only to find what remained
Has gone for good...
Nov 8 · 25
[Just Because]
Chandy Nov 8
Do good and good things will come
Who made such fabrications?
Nations are not built on causation
Those at the top see no effect
Treating currency as friends because of no affection
Frustration builds and liberation kills
All we know how to do is 180 rotations
As our hope gives way to aggravation
Our names will never be remembered
As we break like dolls from an altercation
Isolation grows, burning like insolation
On a road of trampled corpses
Will we finally learn the simplest lessons?
Nov 8 · 29
[Sightseer]
Chandy Nov 8
Something more than skin-deep
All our actions are measured by transactions
Destitute freedom peeling under
The ruthless might of our system
One day, one life, one to see proof
Glistening eyes turn from bright to fright
Shining stars now hidden by tears
Celebrations with no fanfare
I can no longer lie, my dear
This life we wanted will not reappear
Profiteers and racketeers
Stole away our loving frontier
As I remain steadfast and sincere
The world reminds me
To struggle and remain sinister
Like a falling angel
Oct 21 · 31
[Taken By Servitude]
Chandy Oct 21
Children love to play pretend
Escapism never turned into the real
Adults pretend to love and play
To escape what we are supposed to do
Is this why our fondest memories
Always originate from our youth?
Why must I be young in a world built by the old?
Oct 11 · 101
[Partial Picture]
Chandy Oct 11
Mysteries of creation
Feast of sensations
A toe-taping scratching
With no hatchet
Mind in pieces inside of a basket
Leaping up and down
To get the attention around
Now listen to the sound of creation
Feast of sensations
Mysteries that remain stationed
Oct 3 · 38
[Solo Duet]
Chandy Oct 3
All my friends
They are so close
But feel so far
Distant hollow stares
Are they alive or hanging on?
To the end of a rope or through the knot?
I could never be them
They could never be me
Yet, I stare into their eyes
Wondering, pondering
Do they know what they are anymore?
Oct 3 · 34
[Sleight]
Chandy Oct 3
False truths
True lies
Hiding in plain sight
You can be anything you want!
But others will judge you
You have no limitations!
But your environment has shackles
You are simply the best!
But you will never be at the top
You should be kind to others!
But take advantage of their needs
For gain, for fame, no matter the pain
Look around, look down
True lies have eyes that dramatize
False truths have tongues that define the youth
Welcome to the world, welcome to the worst
Welcome to the last time of your first half-truth
Sep 29 · 41
[Fanged Smiles]
Chandy Sep 29
You alligator
Inside two places, devoid
Of love, of virtue
Sep 29 · 173
[Pane]
Chandy Sep 29
Flying flies, dainty
Minding their time by living
Struck down, hands of glass
Sep 27 · 28
[Having & Wanting]
Chandy Sep 27
You want an heir
All I did was stare
How could you share this?
Why? Where?
Here? Elsewhere?
Another life in the system
Of a beautiful plastic world
So unfair and volatile
Brimming with bile
Swimming in false smiles
How can I stare into the eyes of my heir
Showing my twisted reflection
Devoid of emotion
Sep 24 · 34
[Shadowed]
Chandy Sep 24
We know why it rains
The clouds colliding
Suffocating the sun
Bringing forth life
Pouring over our heads
While we focus on strife
Our life is rife
Knife in hand to cut away the darkness
We know why it rains
But it never did anything
To stop it from falling
Sep 10 · 108
[Cricket's Chime]
Chandy Sep 10
Planted feet
Enriched in riches
I have never been better
But I feel faint
Always falling, never stalling
Am I moving up?
Down?
Left?
Right?
Cardinal sins with no direction
Every time I catch my breath
Life erodes at my exhaustion
Peaceful days
Ruined by jagged skin
Pins and needles
I am the true evil
To my reflection
Twisting and flipping
Small size, vast numbers
A cricket's chime, ringing infinitely
Sep 3 · 53
[Yaw]
Chandy Sep 3
Reduce
Reuse
Recycle
Righteous principles
Items to people, seen as equal
Reduce
Reuse
Recycle
Remade to serve
Reinterpreting the past
Reforming benefits for criminals
Recite your prayers for they are feckless
Reminiscing when you were reckless
Remaining ignorant, such a concept
Rewriting existence for it to make sense
Sep 3 · 47
[Climatology]
Chandy Sep 3
Free to fly
The illusions we choose
A beautiful life
Telling you to live by example
Until the isolation defines your sight
Hey, are you truly happy?
Do you wake up in strife?
How long can you keep going
As the world takes away from you?
Remember, I love you
But the world turns hands to fists
Charity to chastity
No choice but to fight
Now watch as we fall
How can I set an example?
My positivity has turned to poison
Aug 27 · 42
[Reticent]
Chandy Aug 27
In my best health
Inside the worst world
Ignored by my mistakes
Isolated in a world of fakes
Ignorant to my best
Standing abjected, standing out
In my best defeat
Aug 25 · 34
[Splitting Branch]
Chandy Aug 25
Drifting, spinning
Dancing to two tempos
Slow and steady
Fast and fierce
Once upon a time
Our rhythm intertwined
Tangled, never mangled
Until you started dancing
To someone else's tempo
I kept dancing, always forward facing
Hoping one day soon
We could waltz again
Under the pale moon
Where the rhythm can be set
By our hearts, beating anew
Aug 24 · 102
[Picket]
Chandy Aug 24
Suspension of my senses
To condense is my defense
As we dispense discourse
Full of distress, the atmosphere is tense
Superiority from the side of your fence
Tell me, tell me
How can there be more than one common sense?
Aug 21 · 70
[Orchestrator]
Chandy Aug 21
Finding new ways to coexist
Messages were sent, but the shot missed
Insisting on persisting
Diplomats dismissing
Insisting on resisting
Adding more labels to the blacklist
You artificial altruists
Handing out reasons to exist
By finding more to enlist
Our enemies make up a shortlist
Narcoleptic naturalists
Finding new ways to twist
A kiss into a fist
Aug 19 · 33
[Pearl of Wisdom]
Chandy Aug 19
A love of hate
A hatred of love
Across time and land
As we stick to our rock
We will never transcend
Our biological bend
Aug 17 · 26
[Regimen]
Chandy Aug 17
Serenade the system
You believe its credentials
Seperating our skies
To me, the sky is grey, blue for you
Excuses to justify why it benefits you
Making me sicker with your twisted ecosystem
Creating sin cities, fake identities
Falsified homicides to hide from the tide
No matter the tricks we try
We fall to our backside
There's no upside to the outside
As it shrinks from our cyanide
From causes unidentified
Aug 15 · 29
[Jet Set Mindset]
Chandy Aug 15
There are good people in this world
Amidst the marionettes
Wielding bayonets
Destroyers of sunset
Consequences that cannot be offset
Amidst a cold sweat
Pacing around a threat
Easy to forget
The world burning like a cigarette
Amidst all our debt
A duet, ancient and unfurled
Aug 8 · 329
[Wax Wings]
Chandy Aug 8
Authentic fly
Artifical leaf
Life into death
Free from the make-believe
Aug 2 · 32
[Hanging Blade]
Chandy Aug 2
You are a myth, unreal
I am the surreal, ethereal
Silk hiding beneath steel
All you know is how to conceal
Disappointment from the ideal
So tell me, how do you really feel?
As the wheel of fate
Turns to your last repeal
Jul 31 · 37
[All The Same]
Chandy Jul 31
"Your life is special"
"You were born for greatness"
As the last of my energy fades
"Today is a blessing, tomorrow is a gift"
But the chains of yesterday scare me stiff
This life is no reward, I need a rewind
Going back to the peaceful moments
I never thought I would survive
Never been more free
Never felt this much misery
So please tell me, tell me please
What kind of place do you want to be?
As our friends fade, our happiness decays
Too busy to live when we enjoy the mundane
Every day, all the same
No wonder people go insane
How can a life be lived when it is all the same?
Jul 31 · 41
[Struggle]
Chandy Jul 31
In a world that seeks to divide
Why am I the one who is still alive?
What future is worth all of this strife?
Everytime my heart is proven right
I lose the will to fight
Tell me what am I fighting for?
I can't recall the reason anymore
Jul 29 · 92
[Schadenfreude]
Chandy Jul 29
On this glorious day
Full of celebration
Elation plastered faces
What expression covers your face?
Knowing that our future will be a waste?
Fighting forever for freedom
Our own objectives
Overwhelmed by the offensive
So now speak with me, sultry sirens
Hey, is this the real world
Or the cost of fate by ingrates?
Parading around our pinnacle
Surviving by becoming criminals
Our ultimate punishment
For being born into a home
With no freedom to roam
Jul 29 · 32
[Precedent]
Chandy Jul 29
In the sky, ground, space
Is there no more tomorrow?
Embraced waste, distaste
Jul 29 · 22
[Round By Round]
Chandy Jul 29
Breaking cycles
Creating rivals
Shattered shells
Surrounded by strife
Silent frights, frightening sights
Sword to sword
Spear to spear
We have nothing to fear
But that's what we want to hear
Peer to peer, we all appear
Our life of struggle disappears
Until tomorrow
We could never break it
It is how we were created
Jul 29 · 36
[Born to Fall]
Chandy Jul 29
Brave aviators
Prepared to fly, leaping off
A shattered foundation
Jul 29 · 24
[Ersatz]
Chandy Jul 29
Seeking authenticity
But now the counterfeit
Becomes our best fit
Outlasting all the victims
Of false love, false futures
Deterrents do discourage
Blocking barricades
Hindering the growth
We thought was right
Until we were wrong
Powerful communication
Top tyranny, bottom bureaucracy
The substitute remains the same
But no one will ever know
Jul 26 · 293
[Forked Tongue]
Chandy Jul 26
Words that saved you, shot
Poisoned your vitality
From the exact tongues
Jul 25 · 61
[Drowning Hubris]
Chandy Jul 25
Please, reveal to me
Lake of contemplation, my
Twisted visage
Jul 25 · 27
[Cold Embrace]
Chandy Jul 25
Another day left to waste
Lying in wait
Purpose begins to fade
I know it is a fake
When will the ones bound by the heart
Leave my embrace?
Trapped in my headspace
No room for pace, it is all a chase
Tracing the space into the outline of a face
Long erased, out of place
Another day of being replaced
Sinking into disgrace
A life defaced
Jul 23 · 25
[Numeric Nuance]
Chandy Jul 23
Days are numbered
Our life is numbered
Labeled from birth
Laminated by death
Do you enjoy life?
Tell me the number
How often do you desire slumber?
You feel encumbered
The pros of life have been outnumbered
The more we see, the less we care
Numerous numbers
Apathy and complacency
Loving life until we realize
We were never truly free
Cannot break our chains
When they are bonded by bone
Binded by bureaucracy
Jul 23 · 25
[Falling Forward]
Chandy Jul 23
Angels and devils
Sing to push forward
An anthem appropriate
For making prophets
Death denies us
Delayed for the demanding
We still push forward
Conquest motivates us
Creating cognitive challenge, craving corruption
We still push forward
We all have our ones
Preventing our fall
But if they led us to a chasm
Hiding their horror
Divided by the first face
Would we still push forward?
Jul 23 · 69
[Breaking Our Fate]
Chandy Jul 23
Why must my friends always run?
Do they have no place to be safe?
What happened to their home?
Has it been stained by hate?
If only I could say to them
You have one life with no reset
We were never equal
The dealer poisons our hands
But with the cards we have been dealt
We no longer have to dwell
For our welts enhance our strength
I know that you want to go back
I wish I had
But as the seasons change from bright to gray
All we have left is today
Jul 23 · 37
[Wish Unfulfilled]
Chandy Jul 23
My hopes and dreams
Greater than they seem
The visions I gleamed
Of a world better than me
Perfected, splendid
The world looked so beautiful
Until my eyes glanced around
To see the faces of discontent
Shattered, fractured in the wind
Trampled under our own feet
Running toward an empty seat
Illusions control all our lives
No one knows true strife
For when I glanced upon the world
Mundanity rang out to me
Striking like a lightning bolt
Deafening my heart
For the future I used to see
Was built out of dreams
Jul 20 · 34
[Dusty Vultures]
Chandy Jul 20
Grasping for power
Trampling flowers
Holding on to all
Giving it all to one
Shuffling our lives
Creating hermits
Changing fools
Combating devils
Redefining the wheel of fortune
All to reassure
Their exit strategy
All for one, the only one who won
Those who sought to be greater
Born from cold parents
Inflicting inflammation to spite them
Now our world is controlled by tempered justice
Just for us to observe
Our incompletion
Chandy Jul 20
Mounting responsibility
Lacking direction
Fighting for ourselves
Just to push away everyone else
Social creatures deprived of connection
Authenticity replaced by complicity
Dying plasticity
Curiosity taken by toxicity
How can we keep fighting
When childhood was our peak?
If we fight to live
How can we fight for others?
No more schemes, dropping the rhyme scheme
When did becoming numb become commonplace?
Why do we give life just to smash their dreams?
What makes us unique when we are all a statistic?
How can we love each other without profitability?
Who created the rules of our society?
When did the sunlight turn to fading dawn?
Jul 20 · 44
[Waxing & Waning]
Chandy Jul 20
Scorching the planet
For regeneration
Our own dictation, our own fixation
People cling on to their foundations
Rationing common sense
Questioning if they were truly free
Liberation through damnation
Whispering affirmations
Foreshadowing our confirmation
An observation of our disintegration
Will we break the cycle or be a recreation
Of our own artificial salvation?
Jul 20 · 40
[Ubiquitous]
Chandy Jul 20
Human versus human
We call that the past
Human versus self
We call that the present
Human versus humanity
We call that the future
Subjugating and eliminating
To avoid substitution
Destitution's lullaby
Spoken aloud, howled
Until no ears can hear
And the cycle returns
Back to the ground
Jul 20 · 107
[Attachment Theory]
Chandy Jul 20
Familiar feelings
Disappointment
It used to be reserved
For the faults of others
Now, it is my own
Worthless slumber
Feeling enmeshed
Never refreshed
Maybe one day will be a dream
As I wake from this nightmare
I lay my heart bear
Where have you gone?
Scaring me, everything is choking me
Rare for me to stare
Until life gets unfair
No words, no more anywhere
All the time, all my care
Put into thinking of 100 ways
To say I love you
Because you are you
For today, despair can go elsewhere
Jul 18 · 67
[Winner's Circle]
Chandy Jul 18
Will I wither?
Weathering the storm
Brings no warmth
Warned of war
By wells of wisdom
While I worry and wrestle
With the worst of withdrawal
Wondering whenever
We will witness wonder and awe
Jul 18 · 245
[Wither]
Chandy Jul 18
The flowers have bloomed
Alive and renewed, nature
Healed, what about you?
Jul 18 · 48
[Manifestation]
Chandy Jul 18
The lives we live seem unnatural
Loving materials
Giving ourselves obstacles
Voyaging to other places
Watching plastic faces
Living in the mundane
Hating the day-to-day
Doesn't it make you bored?
Following the horde
Hiding the truth under floorboards
Behaving like warlords
Only giving out money to landlords
Lord of the door, it's all we can afford
Time draws near but you were never here
Despite it all, when I see nature
It all feels natural, it all feels related
Jul 17 · 127
[Sycophant]
Chandy Jul 17
Shaking hands
Stabbing friends
Cold-hearted sycophant
All for retaliation
Retribution with no distribution
You creep, you crawl
Your claws are sharp
Your heart is dark
Your love is warm
Your touch is cold
Jul 16 · 48
[Stolen]
Chandy Jul 16
Author of life, you
An idolized icon, me
A dead ghostwriter
Jul 16 · 38
[Reaffirmed]
Chandy Jul 16
21st century
Careers turn to fears
Reliance on tears, submission to beers
Acknowledging the power
Of powerlessness, cower wildflower
Your dreams rise high
Just to fall so low, tongue-tied by demise
Failing at every session
Ingestion of aggression
Here's my confession:
Depression and compression
Feeling possessed, feeling repressed
If I ask too many questions
Then, welcome to the penitentiary
Jul 16 · 41
[Yesterday's Rest]
Chandy Jul 16
Brightened sky, sunrise
Ending the start, beginning
A new end, rising
Jul 16 · 35
[Fire]
Chandy Jul 16
Cloudy penumbra
Don't Illuminate my heart
A husk in remains
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