To see is not to see.
To be is not to be.
To lie is to say the truth
And to be honest is hornet’s nest
Let me just not see.
Let me just not be
I wonder what is this about
Nonsense I seem to spout!
But if randomness is not random
Wouldn’t that just mean
Something is yet to be gleaned?
I surround myself with emptiness.
It is never empty.
For nothingness holds just that.
I find myself time and again getting lost.
I find myself.
If I could just borrow words.
May be then I can leave behind
This sinking feeling.
May be then I shall
Expel this “if” and this “may be”
From my vocabulary.
I bought myself some colicy dreams
I found it bursting through the seams
“I want to live” it said to me
“May be today you shall sleep”
I bought myself some crazy thoughts
Even though they were a sorry lot
Chocolate flavored words and sinful lies
I chose them over.. I chose them! that should suffice
I wrote myself some hazy verse
Stroke them through and kept them terse
And yet I struggle to make some sense.
I guess I should stop this nonsense!
Love is a flower you got to grow
Let it bloom, spread its charm
Keep it away from worldly harm
Love is a flower you got to share
Even when the wind doth blow
Hold it gently with loving care
Like the dandelion in the wind, let it glide
It will return, you got to abide
Love is a flower you never throw
Prompted at : Carry on tuesday
Stealing glances, stealing chances,
A moment frozen.
A flicker of light
A snicker of fright
Eternity of shame awaited me.
Thwarted dreams ? Thwarted though it seems..
I lived through the chocolate flavored nights
Only to be blinded..
By the misshapen brittle light!