Nostalgia---
Sleepless the sound of nostalgia
Down in the chalets of remorse,
Folded the November pages of school diary
Leftover of battles, witness of war…
Humor me now, my articulate friends,
Reframe my flaws through my remains…
Leave nothing behind, for once, of this day,
Leave nothing behind to follow the sunset…
Nothing….
Regrets---
I am all yours today at own will
Never mind the penetrating pills…
The surrounding haze will soon pass forever
And I will wake up to dry grass…
Mesmerize me, hypnotize me…
Kill me, shred me, vitalize me…
Then turn the tables around by the hour,
And pass me the salt for all I can scour…
All I can scour…
Aging---
Simmered afternoons in the waking,
Remember the gladiators’ swords…
Fighting unto the wishful demented finality-
Death- the worries fade to the end…
Burn everything when death does apart
My body and my ever-hovering past…
Save nothing for my grandchildren to contest
Save nothing for them to ever detest…
Nothing…
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9 comments:
This is, to me, your best post till date
There are people who see complicated things the simple way and complain its too difficult ta write.
Love the fact that you see the beauty and the perfection in the simplest of shit around you and everyone.
Never quit blogging, else I wont be left with ne1 ta comment and praise!
Eheheheheh,
seriosly..
Superb!!!This is the kind of post you dont come across very often...keep it up!!
Humor me now, my articulate friends,
Reframe my flaws through my remains…
nice piece. I guess you have a knack in lyrics n all. This tends to move in that phase more.
Liked reading it throughout. :) God bless.
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I liked.
Very much.
hours change the frame of life firmament..
all u have written sounds like the melancholy of a weeping flute..
too good..
can this stupid be any more vague?
gothic ! elements of mystique !
like evanescence and nightwish and they are my favourite goth rock band.!
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