Why do we…?

 

Why do we..
want to be the sun around which the planets revolve?

 

Sun: I have the fire with the tendency to burn the people near me
yet have the gravity to have them placed around me
I turn some people into hospitable planets

and others as inhospitable as me.

 

Why do we..
want to be distant stars that from far look pleasant and peaceful?

 

Stars: If my sadness and silence ricochets as pleasant and peaceful to you
I have given you the ability to admire our forlorn beauty
Though hot as a sun we may be

like a diamond in the sky is all you will call me.

 

 

Why do we..
want to be asteroids that cause havoc to everyone who crosses our path?

 

Asteroid: Humongous and slow from far i might seem
Fierce and unstoppable i am at my fall
Unless in your vicinity you wont recognize me

When you do, I am there to wreck it all.

 

 

Why do we..
want to be Black holes that haul everything around us?

 

Black hole: Dragging in our surroundings to fill in my vacant soul
Can’t someone unravel my misery
The remedy to all my mystery 
Is i need some company.
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To the 24 hours #7 – Fury

Today 3 August 2015

A mass invisible to the rest
The balled up fury inside my chest
Each rebound grows the intensity
Each rebound brings me closer to insanity

Cheers,
To the 24 hours

DECODE ME

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Proud.”


Today’s prompt : When was the last time someone told you they were proud of you.


This got me thinking.. for a long time.. not a good thing i suppose. Frankly speaking i do not remember. Not because there were many instances for me being the reason for someones pride but because the lack of it. I take pride in being who i am.. but sometimes its so hard to convince myself that i am worth being proud of. Wrote this down listening to paramore’s decode track. ( Paramore fanatic here. 🙂 )

Paramore_Decode

you can see me, you can hear me
at times you will ignore me
that doesn’t bother me cause i know
you can’t decode me

you blame me, you hurt me
most times you misjudge me
you don’t understand me cause i know
you can’t decode me

you torment me, you deceit me
you try to intimidate me
but you can’t control me cause i know
you can’t decode me

The day someone decodes me
i know they will be proud of me
for what i was for what i am and
for i have promised myself to be.

In search…

Something i lost sentence image

Hunting for something i know i possessed
Long forgotten in a life thats stressed
Thoughts oppressed
Visible from my hair thats messed

Looking for something i wish to find
Rummaging through my foggy mind
All my senses combined
Trying to play the scenes in rewind

Where do i look for it?

Do i probe my fingers
Through he half jammed drawer?
Or risk facing the barge
of the absolutely full wardrobe?

Where do i look for it?

In the weeded garden floor
with bugs and beetles galore?
Or in confines of the place i dwell?
alongside which is a well.

Where do i look for it?

In pleasant splashing waves
over the sea shore?
Or in the buzz
of the daily chores?

I needed to express
The cause of my distress
And to confess
That I am now depressed.

I will continue my search to which i am bound
Cause i hear voiceless sound
Which casts a feeling profound
Of impending joy when a thing is lost.. and found !

In search…

Something i lost sentence image

Hunting for something i know i possessed
Long forgotten in a life thats stressed
Thoughts oppressed
Visible from my hair thats messed

Looking for something i wish to find
Rummaging through my foggy mind
All my senses combined
Trying to play the scenes in rewind

Where do i look for it?

Do i probe my fingers
Through he half jammed drawer?
Or risk facing the barge
of the absolutely full wardrobe?

Where do i look for it?

In the weeded garden floor
with bugs and beetles galore?
Or in confines of the place i dwell?
alongside which is a well.

Where do i look for it?

In pleasant splashing waves
over the sea shore?
Or in the buzz
of the daily chores?

I needed to express
The cause of my distress
And to confess
That I am now depressed.

I will continue my search to which i am bound
Cause i hear voiceless sound
Which casts a feeling profound
Of impending joy when a thing is lost.. and found !