Is the day beautiful today..
or is it just a day..
passing by as the others do..
unstoppable..
even if they try to..
i wish i could just be a day..
which could pass by..
a lot of times unnoticed..
just in a routine..
i really dont want to be seen..
i cant erase my identity..
or mould my destiny..
but i can just go on living..
without uttering..
my eyes hurt..
as they want to cry but they cant..
because i dont want to do anything..
i just want to experience the stillness..
the silence within me..
whining n calling me..
its alone..
it wants to be with me..
to moan..
oh i wish so badly..
to be with that silence..
to feel the acute pain..
which has arisen in me somewhere..
eating me up..
making me exhausted..
i wish i could.
be just a silence..
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Monday, November 3, 2008
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