Where does it come from,
and where does it go?
What is that thought,
hidden behind
the pointless show,
some dream that we sought.
just an idea
of cross-eyed ponderers,
wondering why?
whispering out
loud silence
hovering about
waiting to know,
and dying to show!and where does it go?
What is that thought,
hidden behind
the pointless show,
some dream that we sought.
just an idea
of cross-eyed ponderers,
wondering why?
whispering out
loud silence
hovering about
waiting to know,
Voices and opinions
sermons and communions
prayers and curses
gunshots and protests
commercials of plastic
does it seem a bit drastic
selling souls for real
so that YOU can feel?
Time and its shortage
power and its carnage
greed and enlightenment
locked in a primitive sage.
caravans pass by
and the clowns sometimes, cry
divine fear is here
is it worth a try
Decide for yourself
wait alone in the rain
again, the sun shall shine
until then, enjoy the pain.
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2 comments:
"Decide for yourself
wait alone in the rain
again, the sun shall shine
until then, enjoy the pain."
Love the truth in it. Pain is felt better when it is enjoyed : what say abt this? Being lonely travellers we are bound to travel alone and make our own ways and paths. Like the poem/song as usual Ankur. Will be listening to the song at home.
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