Friday, November 6, 2009

Strange Feeling

There is this strange feeling
When all is quiet, undisturbed
And dark everywhere--
No light, no sound , no word uttered

Falling into a state of madness
It intoxicates the mind
Eventually Enhancing Endurance
Defying everything ever defined

It moves in circles, like a spiral
Till it reaches a spot
Where one has consumed enough
Leaving the mind in a freckless dot

Then comes the moment of bliss:
A state in which eternity is attained
Well one might say- this is all true,
At last, the mind was entertained

Unwind

Free your mind
Tame your mind
Let no delusion
Make you blind
Always seek
And you shall find
Mending ways
To free mankind
It lies within you
Deep enshrined
To bring back forth
The wisdom declined
Of memories long gone
Thoughts intertwined
A marvel that you are
Complexly designed
Come forward
Or lag behind
Or simply calm yourself
And just unwind!

Part 3. A Glimpse Of Tranquility

Beauty and peace surrounds me
All I see is what I feel
I've never felt so free
Unaware of what's real and unreal

How did I reach here?
When did it happen?
What was I looking for?
Have I found it yet?
Wait; there were more questions...
What does it matter now?

The ambience mesmerizes me
Has the world changed
Or merely seems to be?
Why do I feel so estranged?

Am I alive? ...
Well... Still breathing...
How do I know for sure?
Just ask!
Where are the questions coming from? ...
The thoughts? ...
Where are the thoughts coming from? ...
The Mind??
Stop! ...
...

Have You Ever Felt This Before?

I was once on this Road Rather Reprise
Don't think I was going anywhere
Going forward seemed like going backward
Survival was all I cared

Did that make me anyhting more
Than the vultures flew
And scavenged off the dead?
Futility- was my first clue!

Am I doing justice to myself?
Doing what everyone else is doing?
Overlooking all the reasons
Scampering! Killing! Urbanizing! Life! Living??

Mirror on the wall reflects my face
But all I see is a death's head
Only to travel to another time and place
When I shall lie in my death-bed

Resort to cynicism
I'm entrapped; I want to die
All seems meaningless
Everything is a lie!