Losing

Losing

Elusive sense of victory
Slipping from my reach
Try to climb but still I fall
Endless, tireless siege
Fight the day and Fight the night
Bull that slowly falls
Raising smoky clouds of dust
Close in, darkness walls
Overpowered by the sharp
Spears that pierce my spine
As the crowd jeers louder still
Death will soon be mine
Tired, tired, tired-fight!
Don't give up on life
Emotional exhaustion and
Trouble, trouble-strife
Free me, take me, let me fly
With father and with son
With lamb, with tiger, everything
With all let me be one
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust
Dust I feel like now
Insignificant and dry
I'll live but tell me how…

Haiku 2

Carried by the wind
Tears welling up in my eyes
Watch you float from me

Haiku 1

Sigh.. You lose some, you win some..
Getting over a lost lover is easier than getting over a lost friend.


Leaf on the water
Ripples carried you away
Drift out of my reach

Moment of existence

As someone wise once put so well... "To write is to write it out!"


Moment of existence

Feeling of fever and drowsy fury,

Falling down endless wells, oh set me free…

The pain and the apathy drugged by the mood,

Dizzy with anger, never subdued.

Direction is lost and confusion is found,

Madness befriended, a world full with sound,

Church bells that chime to remind and coerce,

Laughter to mock evil's unlikely source,

Wailing to reflect demise of the soul,

Familiar sobs for the story untold.

Merge to create music for the insane,

Hurting the inner ear, resolute Pain,

Leave me, un-trap me, from inside these walls,

Labyrinths of identity, long endless halls,

Leading to no where, no answer I find,

Dark twisting maze of the uncharted mind,

Trapped within self made confines of the head,

Relief flows no longer from river of red,

Solutions are distant like stars in the sky,

Watch the horizon, dreams float smoothly by…

Energy dead to collect so they die,

Dissipate, disappear into this lie

That is life. All is left is to be swallowed whole,

Drowning, descending, God preserve this soul,

Swirling at high speeds, oh beautiful light,

It's not him? Is it you? I am blinded by sight,

So I leave the confines and I wait for the day,

I will understand. Maybe you'll show me the way.