~Spero ergo sum~™

July 24, 2008

The Carousel Ride

Filed under: Life,Manic depression,Poetry,Rage,Sobriety — Teal @ 4:39 pm

 

I took a ride on this carousel
How giddy I’d get, time could only tell
Saw the others in front and to every side
On each face a smile, a twinkle on each eye

How I got here, is something I dont understand
How did I reach here, in no man’s land?
At the entrance , I was just like the others
Just as naive innocent, and clueless

The warm up to the ride was something rather inviting
With warm shades, pastel, some bright, some blinding
Then the carousel picked up pace, and before I knew
I sat wide awake on the ride, my seat the color blue

I looked around wildly to see, not a single face around
I stand in shock , heartbroken and dumbfound
So the ride was done, I had a ball
And now there’s nothing left, at all . . .

May 18, 2008

The day redolence died

Filed under: Crap!,Life,Manic depression,Poetry,Rage,Sobriety — Teal @ 11:02 am

It was at this very moment, this fraction
My mind became devoid of all distraction
Looking right through the shallow specimens
Of people , kith kin and friends

I have donned no cape, fought no crime,
Yet I suffer and do my time
I give and give and give in vain
For spending all the time on you, was just insane

Know at this moment, note this well
When in future you cry, time will only tell
Look across that junction, search for me
But that is not the place I will be

When you place you feet on terra firma
When you realise what all I have done
When you come to me, knowing you are the one who erred
When you want me back in your life, now filled with no fun

I will be in a much better place, much happier
With people who care and who actually matter
When you seek me with tears, at the junction
My train would’ve already left the station.

The fun times, the long talks the joys shared
Have long gone from my mind, and blurred
For you seem to have no time for me, my dear
And when you will, I wont be near.

March 7, 2008

God’s Anomaly

Filed under: Manic depression,Poetry,Rage,Sobriety,Whatever — Teal @ 10:44 pm

I dont believe in fairy tales
nor do i believe in sheer dumb luck
whether i like my life or not
this is were I am stuck

Belief crawled it’s way out of my mind
Faith lost and people unkind
During more pressing times these thoughts unwind
Looks like all the while I’ve been blind

Friends say I view through a stained glass
grief, rage, retribution I seldom let pass
Let go is a statement, one tells real easy
But arent the sane in the mad world, crazy?

Who I am? What do I seek?
Is a question all ask, from the brave to the meek
Seems like someone from above is to yet to tweak
with my fate, the worms held by my beak

Redundant to say, but the days drag on endlessly
All images and sounds mingle needlessly
The answer to my question, I have come to see
I am nothing, no one but god’s anomaly

December 18, 2007

The rise of the rage

Filed under: Girl Power!,Poetry,Rage,Sobriety — Teal @ 12:45 pm

Look beyond the well, you frog
There are the skies, the fog
Look beyond the well you toad,
for only tadpoles you can scold

Why go on? Why should I?
Fight against the glee that died
Why persist? Why kill the gloom
When you can mope like a loon

Will a single word to this, a goodbye
Stall the tears, lest I cry?
Will the encumbering desire of sleep
Console and comfort this naive sheep?

Looking across to the other side, I see
Green pastures and vines of peas
Looking hither, I can clearly observe
The head of the herd, desiring me to subserve

Why go on, watch the rebellion in wave
changing to people, from being a slave
Why persist , because unless u wont
only happiness and joy, you’ll desist

Why consume the crap being fed
when you can throw it back to them, instead?
Why tolerate the bullying
when you can send them hiding, and screaming?

I am no more in meekness, I am in the rising
I am a wolf in a sheep’s clothing
Come what may, to hell with what the say
This wolf will have things going it’s way

One full moon will come, the stars will shine
The light will fall on me, the one divine
When I duly join my pack, my space
And leave the shitmongers in disgrace

And where tears once flowed, silent rage will
The whole world will come to a standstill
For nothing more they deserve more duly
Then the brunt of my cold fury

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