the Core

In the center
of Echoes
preserved and pure
amidst the circular waves
of energy
and the vibrations
so fluid
nudged
inside the sphere
like vacuum
the dark radiance,
brightest solitude
and purity ..
lies, the Astral in vivo.
the Core.

Wake ..

Today meant a Monument.
A Beginning.
Left with an epitaph now,
Each memory shattered,
and sprawled in gravestones..
etched in my continual walks
in the nightmares
of this endless cemetery..

Blink

The bright summer noon simmers down a shade
melting heat nudged by the evenin breeze
warm sunset colors, they palette the sky
how long, does a phase lasts..
scares me.
i hold tight.
check the locks holding up.
thump the door on ma heart a knock and two.
feelin stupid, a chuckle builds up.
then, content and warmth give me the calm,
there.
by the fathom and knot,
by each layer sliced in time,
every folded memory crisp,
in moments, lies safe.

makes you think why,
why we have dem.
makes you burn. writhe in pain.
smile. feel childish.
makes you want an eraser to redo.
makes you wanna better.
rewind.
like havin an answer, tryin to make the questions for.
mystic.
truly. its jus bull.
i wish i didnt have em.
they remind.
imagine, mind playin a track.
jus a click away.
what in the heavens name,
wud do that, i ask..?
Blink.
whole world of reality in front of me
and each memory a blink away.
the longer i see the darkness of nothin real,
with my eyes closed,
the longer i find myself in archives with them.
in dreams..
no wonder i have insomnia..
hmm.. always hated libraries.
but ..
safely locked in.
they're with me. always.
they're all i have, left.
mine and mine alone.
my breadcrumbs to trace..

.. in the bloom, a ..

Soar on the branch and expanse,
My Bloom,
Soak in the Drop of clear rain,
and as the dew come caress,
let pretty, your petals remain
i know not the connection,
between you and me,
the reason why or how,
i know less of the light
be sunshine, your smile, a jewel,
or the freedom of the wind
to ponder and Question,
neither the flutter of the wings
nor the appreciative eye..
i was jus the standin ground,
and not in my wish,
i see today..
but this i know,
if, fall you must or be gone.
in the darkness of this life confine
i'll hold close, these roots mine.
for the beauty of the world
hope, i see you define..

Live now. Lets .. =)

Every post i wrote when i woke up in the spontaneity, has been an experience,
every dream i lived, seen and felt.
But dreams are Visions, the paradox of ourselves in a parallel thought,
and some, are as real as the senses. Blues,
in the wakeful.
Exaggerated experiences heightened by memories and the bundled emotions.
Today i felt 'em build up.
Breakin me.
Life bein drained by the moment.
It feels worse than someone squeeze out your soul.
The torment, a breathless drowning,
a Quick calculation to swerve the crash,
free falling..
flash of a Loved one,
thought of one thing you missed to do,
last words. a Prayer.
a blackhole that sucks you in..
Helplessness. The inevitable.
p'haps a smile to balance.. the good.
before you know. before you think.
its over.
reality. life. thought. dream. experience.
Dead end. and knowing it IS.
is so bad. and so sad..
there is Nothing contentful abt passin away.

I Felt a Part of me leave.
Out of Body Experiences. and they're so revealing abt Life.
its NOT, and nothing, that you can predict, want or plan.
so Fluid. and yet so Precious. to you and only YOU.
No one wud ever know wut it felt like.
its like a whole life spent bein a person. and all it comes to, is this.
when you know its a dead end.. and therz nuthin you can do.


It took me much. some tom and jerry,
warm shower. clear sky. a jolly drink.
some music, writing this post,
to know and awaken my senses that,
i still can feel.... Belong. somewhere.

Life seems so fragile all of a sudden. and the bonds, precious.
people we meet. deeds done. Pictures taken. smiles. tears. occasions. Life.
every moment seems a canvas blanc..

Life is Beautiful.
and we're neither Livin the moment again,
nor the opportunity to re-live.
Live now.
Lets ..
=)