A Walk Amidst Clouds
Monday, August 07, 2006
MileStone
Another blast from Past. Some people might think; was that me or what sort of moron, but whatever it was, it is a part of my history. Once I complete this migration, i will start publishing some new stuff here. Till then, keep visiting my forest of thought.
September 04
Rise and Fall
Just thinking out of the blue, after another week in darkness, gloomy thoughts (in short depression), I again opened notepad on my comp and started stupid something . Just cant stop this talk in my head, of salvation, remembrance of the past, longing for forgiveness of dear ones I have hurt in past, seeking solace in solitude, just out of my wit's end. I sometimes felt like disappearing again into nothingness, this time the urgency of the cause was far too weak; nothing like the liminal I had peaked to last year. Somehow I was able to delay the fusion of the 2 worlds, organically similar but behaviourally as distant as Pluto & Mercury. The outcome of that one more tussle of thoughts was what is just below:
MILESTONE
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A simple heart, A simple wish
A simple life, All that I dreamt
Never to seek a perfect world
See perfection in the imperfect
Pen my emotions
Never loose a word that ever flashed in my head.
Never to complain,
Never to crib,
Always walking ahead with the memoirs of yesterday.
Scared of looking behind,
Scared of getting lost in those misty lanes,
I close my eyes & go on,
Carrying inside a vision undefined & undescribed.
Somewhere down the road,
There is "The End" written on a board,
I can't see it from so far away.
But pushing for that last point,
I go past a milestone every minute,
Reminding me,
Another moment is history now.
Go and find my diary,
It is somewhere buried deep within the pile.
Every day & every second,
I am journaling it all there.
Living like a dead shell,
Creeping towards unknown,
Not counting days, minutes, seconds,
I close my eyes and go on.
Reaching there would take its own time,
So will grow the weight on my soul,
However, this is how it must be,
My treading road of loneliness,
Persuasion of self realization,
Seeking Salvation,
Burning Body and Soul,
To cross the last milestone,
To reach the goal unknown.
Always walking ahead with the memoirs of yesterday.
Scared of looking behind,
Scared of getting lost in those misty lanes,
I close my eyes & go on,
Carrying inside a vision undefined & undescribed.
Somewhere down the road,
There is "The End" written on a board,
I can't see it from so far away.
But pushing for that last point,
I go past a milestone every minute,
Reminding me,
Another moment is history now.
Go and find my diary,
It is somewhere buried deep within the pile.
Every day & every second,
I am journaling it all there.
Living like a dead shell,
Creeping towards unknown,
Not counting days, minutes, seconds,
I close my eyes and go on.
Reaching there would take its own time,
So will grow the weight on my soul,
However, this is how it must be,
My treading road of loneliness,
Persuasion of self realization,
Seeking Salvation,
Burning Body and Soul,
To cross the last milestone,
To reach the goal unknown.
posted by Given To Fly # 9:55 PM 
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