Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Hundred shades of White

The insinuation was genteel
It simply could not be refuted
But, can my words do the justice of describing me, as you feel?
The genius is not always the one that is most convoluted.
I am a promise of something more corporeal than
The magical moon and the magical morn
Unlike the morning dew on the delicate leaflets
That would last no longer than the dawn.

Your only fear is your cowardice
You will find me here, as the serpents of time wind and twist
Because life is a bigger gamble than your game of dice.
My insouciance is not reticence
But as a tribute to the soul that I revere
I stand by it, when he repeated -
You can’t see the world through a mirror!

Yes, sometimes you have to close your eyes to see.

prynka
Oct, 07

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Mystery

Peace, for which I relentlessly fight,
Evades me.
There is no end to this vicious cycle, I know
Yet I lead myself closer to my nemesis, each day
As I see you smile at my pretence of being bold.

prynka
Oct 07


Tourniquet

Don’t stop me from falling… let it hurt, till I grow numb!
Till I can feel no more, this excruciating pain of fading into nothingness,
Dissolving in the wind and flowing with the sound
I can’t see myself in the mirror anymore!

prynka
Sept 07