DEATh

I died today
just wanted you to know
Longed to be held by you
instaed you went away...
Something else was more important
as i stayed behind my curtains...

You never called
and i screamed your name...
Longing for that ear
yet you never came near..

As i waited, and waited...
my depression grew stronger
and you never came
Just a promise that you would see me later
its just that i did, i tried waiting
but death got the better.....

10/10/2002

keep still

my wayward mind

i have a hundred thoughts

to me i need to be kind

achored

that something that is pulling me back
i must get rid off
its heavier than a guni sack!!

its taken its own toll
i feel like a gold-fish in a fish bowl

too bad i have a memory
coz theres no damn change of scenery

hence must get rid of the guni sack
for its not hurting my back

i havent a clear mind
feels like im floating in between heaven and hell divine..

no answers not to any questions
just surmounting questions in billions

i need to get this achor of my back
its holding me down too long
now even aching my neck

i need to just get up and go
forget all these slow-mo's

its all in my mind
help me divine

i will then be able to grant you
my thoughts
for it cant be bought
nor sold
its not even equivalent to gold

ill give you all of me
if you let me wake up
and now walk to the bathtub.......

copyright resharda.com
written in a funny mood, i do need to get things done , just dnt knw why im waiting for the last minute.....maybe im just a bloody stress freak.....

the watch

must fight this mind game
you have no shame
in all your wit
you are so fat
even when you sit!

you words knife minds
heartless ,souless
you fly those words
as if they were free
you forget
what goes boomerangs
back and it hits
when it comes it will not miss
for all those countless times
youve sent it out ....
its coming
watch it...
cause i would be....

so sit still dear me
nothing better to do but wait, watch and let it be.

LAst DAy

If i knew that today would be the last time i would see you,
i would embrace you strongly to be the guardian of your soul..

- Gabriel Garcia Marquez

mAKING sANDS

Just as the waters coming from other lands
becoming waves
then hitting rocks and sands
making an impact
then having left..
The cycle repeats
impact results into sands
when the monsoon leaves
may take you away to another land..
Or you may stay and become
the cycle in making
this lands sand...

Just as the coming of the waves
you have have come into this frame
unknowing if you would stay or leave
enjoying this moments' grand

No point pondering
or thinking as
that is just quicksand

Im enjoying the monsoon
bringing out different flavours
some unfelt before
some i get to enjoy more...

If you leave, thank you for the experience
stay if you must
ill be your guide dawn till dusk.

9.12.08@3.20pm
sitting by the lighthouse@senak beach
random thoughts flowing thru....unknowing whom im writting to...;P