Myself, in something
a glimpse of a reflection
faint seethrough ghostlike
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Myself, in something
a glimpse of a reflection
faint seethrough ghostlike
Faint, see-through, ghost-like,
matter underpinning all,
Is just illusion.
is just illusion
this calm, a trick made out of
thick smoke and mirrors
thick smoke and mirrors
ephemeral images
I leave my body
I leave my body
Sitting on a train. Its safe.
No one will steal it.
No one will steal it
From me, this world-weary face.
This brow-beaten mask.
This brow-beaten mask
Of Atiguhya Padma
Nothing but mirage
nothing but mirage
all those bloodstains on your bed,
corpses in garrage...
corpses in garage
skeletons in the closets
comes to play at night
come to play at night
this is truely mind boggling
oh, i need some light...
oh, I need some light
to melt away the past ghosts
of a darkened life
of a darkened life,
me I strive to recover,
a whirlwind resides
a whirlwind resides
in the realm of politics
refuse returning.
refuse returning
in pirouettes of litter
satellite fusion
satellite fusion
light glittering comet tail
of words left by you
of words left by you
i barely understand this
words expressed are few...
words expressed are few
while my breath, a beating heart,
weaves rhythm round you.
weaves rythm round you
softly blowing on embers
building fire by breath
Building fire by breath
Colours of a distant star
Shine through my darkness
Shine through my darkness
With your heart of love and light.
Beautiful night sky
Beautiful night sky
Still bombs go off in Baghdad
Days forever closed.
Days forever closed.
Silence never broken. She
Waits for his return.
waits for his return
ma'tte ku'da'sai, faithful
lounging on a chaise
lounging on a chaise
Like a King in Crimson robes
music to the ears
music to the ears
your voice is but a whisper
in this crowded world...
in this crowded world,
Words defenestrate meaning,
Leaving empty hearts.
Leaving empty hearts
throw me out the window, take
me to the river
take me to the river
bail me from this boat toss me
a lifeline - no, don't
<man that's awkward amuse> :p
a lifeline - no, don't
why bother ? I'm already
dead six feet under
<right ;)>Quote:
Originally posted by den
<man that's awkward amuse> :p
dead six feet under,
why! does my body return
now from this coma?
Now from this coma
Comes company. Voices. Then
Stillness in silence.
Stillness in silence
Empty mind is emptiness
Not experience.
Not experience
but still so, a paradox
emptiness feels, too.
Emptiness feels too
much. Nothingness. Absence.
Where we arise from.
Where we arise, from
crumpled sheets or universe,
evry day anew.
Ev'ry day anew
Replenishing the senses
Colours come and go
Colours come and go
In pyrotechnic splendour
Lovers fade away
Lovers fade away
Like flowers and falling leaves
Autumn feeling loss
Autumn feeling loss
she tossed grievances earthward
like so many leaves