Monday, June 29, 2009

Diffused thoughts

"Where am I, where have I reached", she screams

"In distorting dreams of pain,

In depths of pleasured agony,

Where all goodness lies slain."


Is Goodness what it really is,

In this realm of the unreal.

Is she a disciple to the devil,

And did he teach her to feel?


Her mind's a treasure trove of all

That claims to be experience,

Her heart melts at every step

As she weeps for deliverance


Through torrential rains of trouble

She has made it up this far

Buried conscience somewhere along the way

At some unearthly hour


She smiles at everything she learns

Coz knowledge's all she's got

And answers the inner rebel's call

To escape from loneliness' draught


And as she finds her step in the dark,

In this nightmare of old

She holds together her damaged pride

By threads of weathered stone


A ringing laugh in the ghostly chasm

As she falls effortlessly through

"I will rise from the ashes below

And against all, emerge anew"

2 comments:

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

What we have, what we want it to be,
Hopes that tie them down and dreams that set them free,
If it came through easy, we wouldn't be happy at all,
Cause before we learn to walk, we're driven by the urge to fall!

ME!! said...

The urge to fall and rise
Grow stronger through pain!
So true...So human...