Something macabre is what we feel
Surmounting all
That is not real
Obnoxious are the truths
We lie about
Placating are the storms
That we bear through.
Surreptitious and swift
LIFE PASSES BY
And all we are left with
Is but a mere dream-
A TOUCH OF LIFE
Is all what it seems
Breathing deep
Still feeling the surface
Covering the shards
Of the fallen thoughts.
Still the FABLE GOES ON
As we search for a
SOJOURN
The reason to live
The only reason to give
Trying to live the fantasy
The only
ESCAPE FROM REALITY.
All evanescent are we
Failing all but gravity
Mesmering will not equate
To the love that is
THE ONLY SEDATE.
NO PAIN
NO LOSS
NO SURMISING
NO RUSH - we are insensate.
Still we live
We survive all
Thinking that live
TRYING TO LIVE A DREAM.
3 comments:
Hey people.....Thanks a ton!!
Its only after the feedback from you all..........am tryin to reshape my presentation though the substance is still "evanescaent "!!.............lol........
Hey, hows it going?
I like this one much better; it's not overdone at all.
One thing though,
"THE ONLY SEDATE."
doesnt make sense.
You can't just use "sedate" as a synonym for "calm" or "peace".
"Sedate" in the form youre trying to use it is an adjective.
You need a noun.
In this case you would have to use "sedateness".
Also, be wary of richieboycrazy; hes totally sucking up.
"finaally the rockstar is out"
"i alwasy luved ur writings"
"i feel very strongly that u should write more nd even try to get ur work published"
See?
i do not know any thing abt poems .....but u know what it takes me abt half an hour to understand the meaning of the poem n still m not sure whether i have touched the real meaning or not.
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