Enormous turmoil in the heart
Unnecessary rumblings in the head
Unwillingness to accept reality
And reality is I am alone
Something that cannot even be changed by supernatural
It’s just that way
Meant to be
And I have nothing to do
But bow down to this very Reality and accept
Someone just rightly said
There are two things in life
One is something that you can do something about
And the other is something that you can do nothing about
And you should leave the ones that you can do nothing about
To sort out by themselves
There is one thing that is still there
The wonderful sunsets
Calming the rising storms
Promising a new day ahead.
About Me
- Prashantee
- like the lamp in the wind..strong yet delicate..determined yet flickery..calm yet disturbed...me yet not me...different facets...just a nomad on the road called life
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Conversations in my head...between me and ME...
Life goes a full circle
Mostly a repetition
Only the roles have changed
First it was you
Now its me
Saying I love you
But failing to define it
Asking questions
Maybe...it's not?
Or Maybe it is?
Or is it just a major obsession to fill in the empty seat beside me
Nod and smile to the passerby..
Proud of a prize I won
So its a prize?
Or a person, a God sent gift or a reflection of my soul?
But that's all theory
Practicality says
No staying alone
Impossible to survive
But some have...
Again I compare
No no...its my life
No comparisons
Every second unique...including me
But wasn't that the jargon the self help courses teach
First it was you
Now I am depressing for you
You say my home is depressing too
Five days and I haven't eaten proper
And the place I stay ( I call it that way for its just walls and windows)
Is but filled with things strewn around..
I just wanted the feel of chaos..
Sounds intellectual or something
More like a chaos theory...
But its just a covered up story I tell myself
The fact is..
I am broken
So is the place
I am packing my bags to leave....
The question is
Should I lock up the sadness
And throw it on the way
I wish things were that way
But it's not
Logic doesn't work here
See
I am standing right where you used to be.
I just could not subtract you
Or add up new feelings in me
All that happened is..feelings built
But now its too late
You are standing right where I used to be.
Mostly a repetition
Only the roles have changed
First it was you
Now its me
Saying I love you
But failing to define it
Asking questions
Maybe...it's not?
Or Maybe it is?
Or is it just a major obsession to fill in the empty seat beside me
Nod and smile to the passerby..
Proud of a prize I won
So its a prize?
Or a person, a God sent gift or a reflection of my soul?
But that's all theory
Practicality says
No staying alone
Impossible to survive
But some have...
Again I compare
No no...its my life
No comparisons
Every second unique...including me
But wasn't that the jargon the self help courses teach
First it was you
Now I am depressing for you
You say my home is depressing too
Five days and I haven't eaten proper
And the place I stay ( I call it that way for its just walls and windows)
Is but filled with things strewn around..
I just wanted the feel of chaos..
Sounds intellectual or something
More like a chaos theory...
But its just a covered up story I tell myself
The fact is..
I am broken
So is the place
I am packing my bags to leave....
The question is
Should I lock up the sadness
And throw it on the way
I wish things were that way
But it's not
Logic doesn't work here
See
I am standing right where you used to be.
I just could not subtract you
Or add up new feelings in me
All that happened is..feelings built
But now its too late
You are standing right where I used to be.
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