dolorous interludes.
Friday, October 01, 2004
The world's a bliss
except for deep slumber that's amiss
Oh sweet day please envelope me in your embrace of a
loving good night kiss.
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Silent night, moonlit night
Nothing's changed
Nothing is right
I should be stronger than weeping alone
You should be weaker than sending me home
I can't stop you fighting to sleep
Sleep in heavenly peace
i wish i could sleep in heavenly peace.
but sometimes, the dreams that i awake from are like coloured memories that upon remembrance, make you ache with sadness and boil with madness at the same time. its strange but i thought i was secure. i thought i was complete, whole and back to normal. normal. the issue of normality is a queer one. sometimes, you put up a false brave front so much so that you no longer know who you are, only to rediscover this truth again and again and again when you return home to your room and awake alone to a stark midnight darkness.
A white lie told,
the truth only to unfold;
my room's newly furnished,
but you're not there.
instead, you sink into the volcanic darkness of
crimson passion and i am left alone,
a thousand lies to kill the cold.
Nothing's changed
Nothing is right
I should be stronger than weeping alone
You should be weaker than sending me home
I can't stop you fighting to sleep
Sleep in heavenly peace
i wish i could sleep in heavenly peace.
but sometimes, the dreams that i awake from are like coloured memories that upon remembrance, make you ache with sadness and boil with madness at the same time. its strange but i thought i was secure. i thought i was complete, whole and back to normal. normal. the issue of normality is a queer one. sometimes, you put up a false brave front so much so that you no longer know who you are, only to rediscover this truth again and again and again when you return home to your room and awake alone to a stark midnight darkness.
A white lie told,
the truth only to unfold;
my room's newly furnished,
but you're not there.
instead, you sink into the volcanic darkness of
crimson passion and i am left alone,
a thousand lies to kill the cold.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
How could i not have realised
that your love rescued me
There was an amazing calm when she curled her arms around my shoulders and prayed for me. Its been about eight months since i last went to church with an open mind, or rather, since i last visited church because i really wanted to. George Eliot says that religion is a creation of mankind; we all need something more than what life can adorn us with, and different people hold onto different things to fill that gap- the gap between our world, and the other world (of which people create this other world to explain coincidences in life). So to fill this gap, we choose one of the two things- Chance/Fate, or God. I choose God today because i see that Chance gives me nothing to believe in. It is a dark empty hole, and one finds neither strength, solace, nor love through it.
Today, i choose God. But slow and steady this choice will be; i shall first read the book she kindly lent me, and maybe, just maybe, i will begin to discover God's love once more.
that your love rescued me
There was an amazing calm when she curled her arms around my shoulders and prayed for me. Its been about eight months since i last went to church with an open mind, or rather, since i last visited church because i really wanted to. George Eliot says that religion is a creation of mankind; we all need something more than what life can adorn us with, and different people hold onto different things to fill that gap- the gap between our world, and the other world (of which people create this other world to explain coincidences in life). So to fill this gap, we choose one of the two things- Chance/Fate, or God. I choose God today because i see that Chance gives me nothing to believe in. It is a dark empty hole, and one finds neither strength, solace, nor love through it.
Today, i choose God. But slow and steady this choice will be; i shall first read the book she kindly lent me, and maybe, just maybe, i will begin to discover God's love once more.
If i have no other virtue, I at least have the permanent novelty of free, uninhibited sensation.
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