I was walking alone;
But I was not dreaming.
I couldn't refresh my thoughts;
My thoughts made me restless.
The walls of my mind
Had become so transparent.
Through the nothingness of it
I could see them nearing.
I wished I could hear them,
Though I didn't like them.
I was wavering in the wind,
Rain started pouring on me.
Swollen became my fingers,
My hands started trembling.
I was trying to shout;
But my mouth was shut up.
I could see the end of the road.
I kept on walking.
I wished I could run;
But my feet were aching.
They came very near to me.
I started running.
My eyes became sleepy.
I knew the end was near.
I stopped and turned around.
I found no one and i was baffled.
My thoughts became so vague;
I stood there - sad and alone.
I love walking alone.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, December 3, 2006
I'm not me
I try different names,
And different faces;
I don't trust you;
And it makes you angry.
I can go wherever i want to,
But i'm simply walking this way.
I don't believe in truth;
Because it seems very uncertain.
As i walk alone,
I can see them laughing.
I don't care for them
Because i'm not me.
And i really love my ways...
And different faces;
I don't trust you;
And it makes you angry.
I can go wherever i want to,
But i'm simply walking this way.
I don't believe in truth;
Because it seems very uncertain.
As i walk alone,
I can see them laughing.
I don't care for them
Because i'm not me.
And i really love my ways...
Sunday, November 5, 2006
What i'm not
I'm not me.
Sometimes I'm not even my shadow.
But whenever i take my complement
I always get my real self.
That's why i keep on saying:
I'm not what i am.
My life, my dreams...
Sometimes I'm not even my shadow.
But whenever i take my complement
I always get my real self.
That's why i keep on saying:
I'm not what i am.
My life, my dreams...
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