Secrets of Life
Secrets of Life
CORRUPTED SOUL
His mother said he was worthless
His father always despised him
Evidenced by constantly belittling him
His brother thought him stupid
His sister, his only silent ally
A confidant and friend in the shadows
His hate, planted in boyhood and
Developed slowly as he got older
A hate so consuming, to anything and everything
Under the yellow sun
For everyone,...but his little sister
He adores her, and dedicated his life
To see to her happiness
Her happiness lay in seeing him succeed
So succeed, he did.
DEFINED BEAUTY
"You're too preoccupied by beauty
You end up neglecting duty
But don't you realise,
No matter what you visualise,
You'll always be ugly
With those marks ever dryly
On your stupid face?"
001
An avid orator with a schooled speech,
A million poets with charming verses
Still don't see what your eyes teach,
But I'm drawn to you as time passes
Pure love has a blind eye
Which is not ignorant of a fault
But soon let's it fly by
Or dwindles it to nought.
On the verge of hopelessness
Your love strengthens my soul,
My heart gathers boldness
And my frame stands tall
002
The graceful degradation of the vigour of youth,
Valour, colour, agility, brilliance, now stale,
The fountain of the life giving crimson stream
Ticks its own life away, the cradle of life breaks away
003
The still voice that speaks still
From the days of "do not kill nor steal,"
I heard it like a gentle breeze, caress my soul
When I was at hell's edge and ready to fall,
That the hands should rightly fight
Me, are ready to set me in flight
Towards right, with the trusted ways of grace
And the divine love we off mistake, then misplace.
004
Those blue and red lights
And a siren, make me uncomfortable,
Not because I prefer wrongs to rights,
Not because am a criminal,
But because those in the blue cabin
Might be as rogue as the crooks they're chasin'.
005
If your heart's a flower
Then let mine be the niche
In which you cherish to flourish every hour,
That I may glow within your halo's reach
'Coz life without you is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire
Now as I write
The verses of my life
I can't help but think
Of the phrase I've heard
So many use
About the person I've become;
Good girl gone bad
They say,
But for the majority
Who claim to have always
Known the person in me,
They claim it's more;
Bad girl gone worse
006
I hate this feeling
The one that overwhelms
My senses and emotions
Every time it's time
To go where I belong
The four walls
Be it or concrete or bars
That most call home
A smile on my face
As I count the days, hours,
Minutes and seconds
It takes to...the moment
I recite my phrases
Practice my reaction
Fix my clothes
Wipe the sweat from my brows
Calm the nerves...to no avail
007
From dust to dust
I've heard alot
Still just one man
Has proof of that
The one created, first man on earth
How exactly does dust form
In the belly of the mother
After all, its been scientifically proven
Germs harmful to the body
Yet still, even those that fear
Dust and dirt
If I go with the phrase
Come from this very dirt
Whence they're wont to return
After bringing to the world
More from dust
Whence it's claimed
All men came
So why is it such a sad moment
When those around us go back
Where they belong
If returning home is a privilege
Which we all look forward to
After all, home is where we find ourselves
Though with the issue of reincarnation
Home is above not below the dust
Under our feet
Again, why be sad
If those we love
Once they die, are reborn
With new bodies and beginnings
Though with lots of lost memories
We claim we love them
Yet love is selfless
So if they are given a second chance
Like we are given
Why not celebrate
Be happy for the times they spent with us
And hope they'll be as happy in the next life
Complicated!... Though, not so much
After all, when we open our minds to it
The solution to a problem
Is cut by half
When we stop overcomplicating
Everything ourselves
Ah! Forget it!!!
008
The choice most believe
Belongs to an individual
Not an entity or for a legacy
So when we choose to
Live in hate
And die without love
Whose fault is it
Ours?...For making the choice
Or others'?...For forcing us
To make the choice
I choose to live
And I to die
I choose to fail
And I to succeed
I choose light
And I darkness
I choose love
And I hate
Why though...I can never tell
Still the choice is mine
So I choose to take it
Is it a lack of identity
If and when I choose
Neither A not B...C nor D
Instead make a unique blend
The sort that's formed
At the meeting point
Such as that of fire and ice
My lifestyle... My choice!
Don't mess with the liberty
The one thing each of us
Is given freely at birth
For when all is said and done
I alone deal with the consequences
Of my choices
Peace!
009
The ultimate rebel
A rebel without a cause
Unlike most rebels who cause
Chaos for reason of their cause of rebellion
Mine is ultimate for the simple reason
I live for myself, the present
My mission.
A dream to many
A fear to most
To live and die with no rules
No laws as defined by someone
Or something else
They say it's irrational
I believe it's irreplaceable
The kind that's 'a dime a dozen'
A revolution in its right
I may be a rebel
Whose rebellion causes
Unnecessary worry...maybe
Still, whatever it may be
It is who I am
Cause or no cause
The fire that burns
Deep below the cool waters
Is what gives me reason to live
The ultimate rebellion
By the ultimate rebel
010
To a true heart
Love is amazing
But also a true hurt,
Better still a messing
To a selfish one.
011
The silence of death makes it known,
Its suspense leaves you torn,
It's suddenness and accuracy makes you fear
It's saddens and breaks and draws a tear
012
They say a smile
Is longer than a mile
A a picture
Worth more than a thousand words
Maybe it's true
Still, plastic and reality
To some is practically
One and the same
So never forget
There's more to a smile
Than the distance of a mile
And there's more to a picture
Than a mere thousand words
Take your time
And learn the truth
Behind the reality
Instead of blindly
Following the beliefs
Of other people
Simply because that's were the majority
Would bet their money
Sometimes... Majority only means
All the fools are on one side
Since the strongest man
Almost always stands alone
You'd end up a millionaire
If you remained true to yourself
There can never be
Two of one person
Love!
DESIRE
The burning emotion that revives the core
Though to those holier than thou
It's defined as the root cause of evil
To thee yee hell bound, it's the soul purpose of living
In the philosophical age of reigning peace
It's more of the desire of someone
That drives most of us to the edge of our wits
In contrast to the barbaric age of Roman conquest
Where it was more of the desire of something
A thick red liquid that flows in the veins
Of full fledged mammals, preferably humans
That drove them to amphitheatres, to watch and cheer
As gladiators or criminals,took to animals, or
Each other, to secure their lives
013
I wonder why the sky is blue
World over day or night
Over land or sea
The colour's the same
Isn't the sky a reflector of the sea
So if the waters cover seventy percent of the earth
Why is it
That thirty percent of the sky is never
Either green, grey or brown
TORMENTED HEART
At times I feel my love for you
Goes far beyond the sky
At times I feel I hate you
From the depths of my soul
At times I'm lost in confusion
Of how I truly feel about the person in you
As I can't quite tell on which side
Of the fine line you lay
The line between love and hate
Which many have claimed, is no line at all
But which I believe, lays, in the type of person
My PREDESTINED PRINCE
The apple of my eye, the jewel of my soul
My one and only, darling prince charming
How I long...for your touch, your look,
Your kisses, and the warmth of your skin
Every single morn, I wake to yet another day
You almost fill the description, of - my dark knight,
My shining armour, my protective shield
Every time I'm in your arms, I wish
And pray for tomorrow never to arrive
014
They never regarded my position
Before I set my dreams in motion,
But now that my vision earns commissions
Through multi - zeroed quotations,
They set up a commission to question my occupation
015
They meddled with love
Like children's cowardly experiments with fire
Their eyes tingled in the ambient blue and yellow
Lurid flames, their tender purple skins
Blushed with the comely, cuddling heat
From that cautious and reasonable distance
Love was safe and normal,...and symmetric-
With law, without art-
With defined beauty and rehearsed decorum
But then, love had an affinity for them
More than they to love or they to themselves,
And so, it drew them closer...and then closer
As they still held each other tightly in that
Relentless drift. Then the fire became more vivid
To their senses - the light more livid
The heat more fervent, and it was not ambient
Any more. Not because the fire was obnoxious,
But because they were still raw
They saw each others' blemishes
In the pure light of the fire of love
And looked away from each other
Then the heat, burned their pride
And forced their faces back to each other...
They tried to shun the heat
Forgetting it is what keeps
And will still keep them
In the cold, stormy days.