From the dust I rise
To the dust I return
In an inconsequential flight
I rise and I burn.
The love, the hate, the humanity
All perish therein,
The rusting body ends my travellers’ joy
Annihilating the very proof of me.
While the rest of the people around me are in a mood of vacations and holidays, happy and full of festivities, I can practically sum up my current mood in something I read today:
“I love everybody.
Some I love to be around.
Some I love to avoid.
And some others I’d love to punch in the face.”
Yesterday, I posted this, and I felt exactly the words deep in my life, something that came out from inside my heart, but somehow I was not satisfied with the end. I hated my own poetry, my own work, my own thoughts, leaving my readers and myself without hope, and hence I came up with a little different conclusion today.
Do let me know which one of the endings did you like more?
I wanted; wanted
To take away all our pain,
To free you from your aches,
To envelope you in my embrace,
To make you forget all that can’t be erased.
I wanted; wanted
To kiss all your tears,
To chase away all your fears,
To taste all your wounds,
To chaperone you to the tombs.
I wanted; wanted
To cure you of your grief,
To surcease all your strife,
To heal your body, your soul,
To be your cure, an antidote.
I wanted; wanted
To give you all my happiness,
To bestow you only with blissfulness,
To free you of the enchains,
To liberate you, of all the restrains.
And in doing so,
I lost my exulted ecstasy,
My humorous joviality,
My peace, my calm,
My tranquility, the only charm.
And in doing so,
I reached someplace called inferno,
Burning, writhing, for how long I don’t know.
In healing you, I lost myself,
My body, my soul,
And there was left, no antidote.
But then someday, one day,
I rose to that Elysium,
Finessing away all your delirium,
Proliferating my poise,
Vanquishing the void,
Conquering the little forgotten calm,
Regaining all the lost charm.
And I liberated from your chains, with time,
The long lost, yet my lustrous smile.
I don’t know whether to be proud of it or not, but I do like these women 😉
Exactly, my point! How long is anyone suppose to wait!
Why should one?
Of course!! It’s like emotions are out of the question…
And this one’s my favourite. If I could I’d literally marry myself and save all the trouble 😀
Do you hate people? I don’t hate them…
I just feel better when they’re not around.
– Charles Bukowski