The power of word
A word has power of being present indefinitely. A word can leave fingerprints. And they might even hurt.
One after the other we create a whole. And when we finish we leave to a our co-human to feel and learn. Feel the explosion bursting from the paper and learn more about who we are.
Writing is creating. Like reading, but you set the tone and your imagination is the only barrier.
This is why.
Stereotype
Fading into an endless coma, feeling empty and frequentative. Being acquisitive like any other.
Sad, just sad.
No special moments of joy. No moments to recollect and to put on you.
Infinite blank pages waiting for my mind to fulfill them.
And what am I doing?
Nothing. Being an everyday chap, working, training and studying so I can become… SHUSH!!!
To become what, an older version of you now. Grey hair and gossiping how your neighbor did that and this.
You're pathetic.
Stop it will ya?
Stop drifting and start living. Enjoy now. Future’s existence is nowhere.
You can come and cry to me darling.
My inner self will cry indeed.
You see darling, you're relaxed.
Perhaps I am.
The Non-existent One
1.
She lays her steps in unknown places,
Wondering without a hint of my soul,
Crossing a world of many faces,
But not my own with no control.
2.
One whispers to thee silently,
Pitchblack empty are my screams,
Why can't you listen or just see?
Appear at once from my dreams.
3.
One can imagine thy nature of beauty,
That you embellish upon our ground,
Will you come and forfeit your duty,
So my eyes will eternally be astound.
4.
Where are you hidding my dearest dear?
I cannot find or am I blind?
On my cheeks there is a tear,
Waiting for life ways to unwind.
5.
Not a single sign or voice to hear,
Crushing a creation of blind past,
They come and go and dissapear,
I need you now or I shall blast.
6.
Imagining what you pretend to be,
Everlast mistakes of a prejudice man,
A sincere fruit of a poisonous tree,
An amazing half should now began.
7.
My mind describing thou body and soul,
Feeling guilty to not perfect,
Not to tell you as a whole,
Undeserveable would self-reject.
8.
Asking questions to seek for none,
Wondering cluelessly through unplanned,
I want to meet thee one-on-one,
And to held you by the hand.
9.
From each others perspective ,
We see all and nothing same,
Beauty and uglyness will be reflective,
Dear, I want to know your name.
10.
She slowly whispered "I am Gaia",
I stood there silent and amazed,
Emerged from the water like a periah,
Not a single movement as I was crazed.
11.
At me her eyes were looking straight,
As hours pass like seconds do,
The wavy trans tries to narrate,
Like a knife it cut me through.
12.
Still in sadden disbelief,
The reflection of a mirror,
Giving no hope and only grief,
If I close them I see you clearer.
13.
You appeared for just a glimpse,
Sitting on the same old spot,
Many classy and some pimps,
Waiting for the same old plot.
14.
For thee asking to be yours,
Swallowing a thing called pride,
So we against all start some wars,
The heart of thee will have died.
15.
Maybe you are not the one,
With whom I will have to be,
Will it have to be undone,
Silent, empty had unfree.
16.
Part of thy heart,
Feeling needy as it seem,
Such a mindful abstract art,
A beauty, an American dream.
17.
Reaction fully same as yours,
The heart beats fast as light,
Started running out of doors,
Giving any means to fight.
18.
First the eyes will disappear,
Then the hair will fall apart,
You will vanish my sweet dear,
Life will be a plastic heart.
19.
My eyes will now open and close,
Travel beyond gravity universe,
Escape a field of a lonely rose,
Become a change to now immerse.
20.
Steps of beauty in my freedom,
Not a single time to turn,
Living such a carpe diem,
Nothing more will I concern.
21.
Meditate to find thy peace,
Hear the silent screams afar,
Your stress will somehow be decrease,
And the soul emerge a star.
22.
This poem started running fast,
Confusing galaxy from above,
Avoiding topic and free at last,
Run away, away from love.
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