Thursday, September 15, 2011

The Other World

Did I ever say how I burn inside
That I was exhausted. And I am.
I walk forth and look around
Sometimes seeing nothing any near
I care not. I move on. Not a fruit.
Who would care for poor beings?
Not even wind nor even sun
Pity only my shade gives me hand
The mirages! I rush towards
Desires that I never catch up
They their-selves laugh a me
I am left a depressed soul.

Ever wondered where I'm heading?
Who would know? Me? No way.
Walking has left only one thing to me
Walking. And more of it. Until I exhaust me
Until the last drop of hope faints
I've never realized what destiny is about
Because I'd never thought about it.
I'd never clearly defined my path
Some things in life aren't certain
But in my case it seems nothing is. Really.
Realizing that too late may be foolish.
But at least I'm become aware of it.

I feel a bit overburdened
And find I'm out of place. And time
How to fit in this world?
Which was made for only the worldly
For only those that know it's taste
And accept it as it comes
But things like me look at it awed
First confused then awed.
I am certain I see it in my nerves
How I see it may be in question
Because I blind my self before I do
I blame my perceptions for this.

Dark as it seems to me, it's unreceptive
Clouded by veils of conservatism
Now how do I define this?
If change is what this world demands,
By made up and ostensive ways
When everyone hides reality and true self
Save this world and damn the change
I stay persistent and lone to hell
I am happy with me and my route
Wild as it may seem but again
Once I made up my mind to be me
I give up else. I am a happy being.

The Genesis

Who is the best companion I would ever have? I find none worth it out of my world. And my world starts with me and ends with me. To say, I am my world. And who else would know me more that what I am other than me. I have chosen myself to be my teacher, my friend, my fiend, my alter ego and my everything. I understand about self and this world with my talks with myself. When everything of the other world seems too far to comprehend, I found a way to live my world. And I have become complacent of my wins and losses. The most I lose is me and the most I gain is what I see in me. In this talks to self I realise my energies and potentials, know my weaknesses and strive to be complete being myself. I start off here.