What now

June 24, 2008 § 2 Comments

Third in the day
the twenty-four hour unrest
and peace every second slips away.

Impulse is my thing
never a wise ally
forever making you the sullen king.

In coming, it seems so unfair
solitude never did me any good
cosmic incarceration taking me nowhere.

Why can I not stop
what causes such infliction?
Why does serenity elude
oh what have I now done..


Just how do they know it all sometimes!

June 24, 2008 § 4 Comments

From some Astrology website that seems to make the mystery a little more solvable for me –

Virgo – June 24, 2008

You’re feeling very introverted today, dear Virgo, as you seek answers to some existential questions. Indeed, you are asking yourself whether your life is turning out the way you had in mind. Are your friends the way you would like them to be? Or are you always disappointed? All positive change starts with questions such as these. Give yourself lots of space for creative contemplation.

Lyrical pandemonium!

April 8, 2008 § 1 Comment

I wonder
if it lives still
the poetry that was
the belief I could do a little.

It was love
and rain too
sometimes just the ennui
of existence, of what and who.

It was life
and the romance of it
‘t was all around me then
when words were faithful to rhyming lit.

Alas! That didn’t last
there’s rain and it rains love even so
Verse now seems lost on me
when did the reason to evolve suffered a blow?

This is not poetry
it’s just noise in motion
with such chaos in my mind
sense is taking me for a dear run.

Fair. No complaints.

February 23, 2008 § 2 Comments

I didn’t check that momentary impulse. Even though I knew I was risking a regret later.
Next thing, I hurt myself in a freak bedpost event.

Didn’t expect repentance to come so soon, as it did in an unrelated fashion.

As I limp painfully now, I understand He’s watching. All the time.

It’s a just world after all.

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