Dead Thoughts

During poignant thoughts and vacant moments,

What do we do?

We practice self destruction with expertise!

Refilling the half empty vessels in the mind ,

With foolish thoughts that overflow from the brim,

In times of perpetual nights,

Do you refuse to see the sun?

Refuse to see the distant birds and rivers that flow?

The river flows between us like a song,

I on one side you on the other,

I hear the bustling joys and laughter, what do you hear?

But, only drowning shrieks and moans?

Our thoughts and pains and past already dead and gone, we refuse to bury,

Why? Least we feel guilty of being happy, again?

And there we go again…,

Exhuming the dead past and examining it, over and over again like an autopsy,

Sifting through the dirt and bones, like a madman, till the Bones cry out!

The Bones cry out: ‘Oh Please stop! Let me rest in peace, will you?’

Still, we continue like Vultures, circle and swoop down, pick out, and

feed on the rotten flesh and bones,

The Dead Flesh cries out: ‘Oh !Please stop! Haven’t you had your fill ,till your juices churned with revulsion?

‘Let me please dissipate into the morning sun and the blue sky!’

‘Stop feeding on me!’

The past, pains and memories want to let go off YOU and so thus YOU must let go of THEM too!

Set them free! And so shall you be!

Will you?

Tell me ….NOW.. do you hear the birds sing and the bubbling river in its course?,

Feel the sun and the magic in the sky?

Or are you still hearing the shrieks and groans and feel the dampness in the air?

Into an Abyss and Out

Hello my friends my dear readers! Where I am located-it is the sweltering heat and humidity which is on- burning up my laptop! Well today’s poem comes straight from one of my ‘fits of fury’ unleashed on the whole wide world! Well , all of us have ‘those ‘ moments when we want to just smash anyone and anything that seems so unfair! So much so the  more writers /painters/singers/musicians –all mostly people who think with the heart first than the head! And YES , I admit I am a women and we do have such moments too often! My husband generally jokes that I have a bi polar disorder- which most creative people have- but it doesn’t mean that if you don’t have it and you write well you should sulk over it!!!! Or like most creative people you also don’t need to go mad or be in abject poverty to be known as a good artist! Yes, there are people who feel as if something is missing if they don’t have pain. So this poem was written during my ‘one of those’ - moods when emotions go up and down and all around. I later modified the poem on visual structure –that is- I positioned the words and letters in a way to convey my emotions the best way- -----

So I hope it has effect. Do let me know what you think? So here I go make myself a lovely chocolate, coffee and vanilla ice cream smoothie! Bye & Enjoy!

Into an Abyss and Out

And thus I go on,

 rambling on,

and ranting on,

Like

a          river over a,

Downward, hilly valley,

Cutting through rocks, stones,

Rushing over banks to flow finally in the deep blue.

And thus, I go on,

My view of the world outside in,

On one point I and the rest,

A merry go round,

All insides up and down,

All nerves bursting to

SHOUT!

And thus, I go on,

Falling.

And falling,

And falling,

Falling,

Deeper,

And deeper,

And deeper,

Deeper,

Twisting, twisting, and twisting

Turning and turning,  

down

Into an abyss

I fall into an abyss,

Getting all sucked in and,

Waiting for the moment,

To be SPIT OUT of ,

This VACCUM OF VIOLENT FEELINGS!

Silent,

Yet waiting to ERRUPT ANY MOMENT!

I wait,

To be thrown out and rebound high,

To WHIP and VANQUISH deceit, disloyal persons and things,

And all that is,

UNFAITHFUL, UNTRUE, AND UNFAIR!

I wish,

To PLUMMET and STRIKE out,

All those who play games, and cause despair to others,

To plant good seeds,

To Colour with a paint of goodness and truth

To Say and hear lovely thoughts, and,

To See kindness and compassion,

To hear truths,

To make things better,

To be peaceful,

To be quiet,

To be thoughtful,

To be kind,

And then just………

To be me.