Saturday, 23 April 2011

Pain of Loving You...

Where am I going with your love?
Where am I walking, when I've already found the light?
Why am I walking away from the light
Its getting darker and darker
And the roads are twisting and turning
Blinded by the curve;
I knock myself on the sideways;
My soul shatters;
I pick up the pieces-
A puzzle so hard to put together...

The pain of loving you....,
The pain of broken soul cease
as the calf pain builds...., I keep running....
How far will i run? I don't know
How far have I come? I don't know
But you are the flowing river...
And its rude to interrupt the flow...

i thought its better if i let you know,

My thoughts running with you
My prayers showering happiness over you
Protect through your astounding endeavors
That made me fall for you in the first place..

And now am the one to endure this pain,
and it is killing me...

Friday, 15 April 2011

Life Gift..

                             
Life is what it is you know,after all
a trouble, a bother, a great falderol.
A wonder, a gift, something so fine,
a heartache so wondrous, a link through our time;
a joy and a pleasure, a weekness, our strength,
a road to be taken, a lesson at length.

So when it is over and we go our way
there's something behind us that's left and will stay.
A memory brilliant. a foggy remind,
a look at a loved one. a chance to be kind;
a warning, a story, a benefit gold
when all of the missive our lives will unfold

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Monday, 11 April 2011

Friday, 25 March 2011

Well Enough to Smile?

A standard poem with no real meaning. . 
Excitement fills my body well,
When I know good things are swell,

Freedom is a valued word,
Saving us from hell.
People say "hope is gone"
But I say that's not so,
Hope and freedom is one song,
So let me sing it so.

I'll judge you not
For loving your life
I'll judge you
When you are wrong.
I've to say these things sometimes
It's how I'm kept from harm.
I trust your sight
I trust your thought
And now I must trust myself.

HARD life,.....al survive......

My life has become a brittle bouquet
Of dead red roses in rapid decay
And all that I thought one day I could be
Is now but a part of lost history.

I look to the East and yearn for the West,
Confusion conceals the best of my quest.
Lost to the ages and rages of time,
Dreams of destruction destroy my sublime.

Life's haunting refrain just leaves me with pain,
I see only loss while looking for gain.
Shattered and battered from reckless crusades,
While searching for truth but truth always fades.

Bitter and broken my life out of hand,
Darkness descending as I make a stand.
I once was an eagle, flying up high,
But I lost my wings and then lost the sky.

Born with great gifts to both give and receive,
And when I was young, my youth did believe,
But then I became a pawn in the game
Of pleasure and pain, both buried in shame.

Disease of the mind I carried at birth,
A bipolar life would measure my worth.
Paternal genetics, a father's first gift;
Our two brains afflicted predicted the rift.

A childhood erratic emphatic with fears
Where highs and lows would flow with salted tears.
All chance of normal family stripped bare;
No blood on blood can love or dare to share.

Illusion with confusion then to war
As wasted-worn tore through my inner core.
With hope I leave those years of fear behind
For now the time has come to heal the mind

So it can make each day forever free,
Immersed in verse with life's sweet poetry;
This man who loves his sacred family
Is part of the bark that beautifies the tree.

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