All my prayers translated into a path that led me to you
I instantly recognized your voice, and let my dreams shine through the trees and ride the waves and loved what was growing within me. My dreams decorated my walk and I embarked upon a journey... on a path sealed with a kiss and a bounty of love that would eventually lead me to you.
How
our
differences
seamlessly
overlapped
into
comfort!
Yet, I couldn't bring myself to you completely. I was stuck at a crossroad. And the only way our love could blossom was where mind body soul converged.
My heart sang and longed! Yet I saw its voice strike against opaque walls, the familiarity of ache flooded me, and I knew why it wasn't meant to be
You offered me love - unconditional, yet demanding, even condescending. The contrast grew and I was pushed, into ignorance, disbelief, mistrust. I couldn't keep you, yet hoped you'd stay.
I called upon the sea, the sky, the earth... to bail me out, yet they wouldn't heed. And I was suffocated - with pain and turmoil. And I decided to leave.
So much within was breaking, even as I tried to move away. Yet you only saw the mask. I tossed between left and right, and took a path away from you. Helpless, choiceless, I kept moving my gaze away. Yet we kept colliding, hurting each other.
My heart bled and I carried the scars to meet you again and again, to love you again and again, to fight you again, to fight me again, to be fragile again, to break again! ...and the story plays in endless loops...
The status quo kills me And I'm breaking day by day
I know how it would end
Don't give me a choice Just Go Away Take away all the guilt Take away all the pain
Release me from your spell Stop loving me Put an end to the guilt Put an end to the pain
anon
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(13.1.06 14:45)
Crossroads, Reflections and Resolutions I Travelling on a glass road All I have Are glass walls Glass floors Glass ceiling And all that abounds Are multiplicity Of reflections I’m caught amidst mirrors... And when I stand At the centre and the path looses Its habitual sinuousness, In endless loops My reflections abound Each image incomplete Each image familiar Which do I leave back? Which do I take? Even as I move My images don’t forsake me It must be a crossroad That I’m at... Or is it That for the first time I stopped long enough To stare And see myself For all I am? II Contained in opaque walls Of incredulity Wonder how I’d resolve Between me and my reflections Forever struggling within With myself How can I get to love myself And reflect it back to me? If I were On the other side Of the looking glass Wonder what I’d find Wonder what all I’d see Wonder how I’d seem to appear I before me? If the mirrors were to crack To break Would there be no path left To travel? No sights left to see? No longer contained By reflections What then Happens to ‘I’? What then becomes of me?
anon
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(13.1.06 14:46)
It was a confounding enigma Oh life, that you had continued to be Calling me with your siren call And repulsing my advances Matching my vim with equal vigour _ A constant play Of come-hithers and denials and on each collision, there was no way I could Cleave through your boundaries and reach that melodious call... _ Silly me to not know You for the beautiful mirror you are It’s to my reflections I’ve been enamoured with It’s my reflection I sought to persuade It’s a call within I sought to rescue...you see _ I hope you’ll forgive me my past admonishments On you, I’d once in ignorance, or on demand as a reflection of you, I had heaped In you I couldn’t discern between a mirror and a reflection of myself I urgently needed to see... _ Oh the countless eternities I spent Fighting with myself Grappling with my own shadows Looking back, it all seems a bit silly Hope you’ll excuse myself laughing at me _ For being the reflection resolute that you were I’ve only love and gratitude and that which you ask I gladly comply Yet forgive me for having no further response To your present call...your plea... For, on you I’ve neither a grip nor a hold... _ I know not what purpose for you I can serve what help for you I can be, and other than espouse a belief in you, I know not what else I can give, for like you I too was a mirror, what you fight with Is what of yourself you see... _ Do forgive my ineptitude this time round For I’m done with my fighting and have forsaken my arms...now at peace... While you might have your own reflections and truths to resolve... which I know and have faith, you will solve and evolve _ It’s a ceaseless continuum I’ve existed in... I know of evolution, but not of endings... Yet for you, I hope you keep A reflection I had upheld, of love and glory one which I know you are, and I hope is always there for you If you would you ever want to see _ Have this feeling that this drama might seem familiar yet I pray that in harmony, peace and love, you will be
(17.1.06 18:20)
beautiful. I like how the photos have something to do with each verse.
Bhushan
(18.1.06 13:07)
Once again a beauty -.Was just wondering if u cud have manage to add some rhyme in it (though not must). Also, What do u mean by "love - unconditional, yet demanding"? Don't u think it looks like a contradiction? Tempted to jot down few lines Stubborn you are , but don't be The path that leads to me, you can see, But the thorns on the way, I can foresee.
david raphael israel
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(1.2.06 20:14)
dear Arch, had (foolishly) given this only too cursory a glance initially. It's - adjectives somewhat elude, except to remark the narrative has likable & intriguing qualities, "emotional intelligence" may be a good phrase. (Also enjoy seeing your newest ryze image -- (gemini-ly changing the window view now . . . ) cheers, d.i.
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