Be Free…

I want to fly there,

Where angels dare,

Jump from the highest cliff,

Soar to the heavens and stare

Down ‘pon the mortal

Life and chortle.

The futility and inescapability,

Alas! The human culpability

To foolishness ever it seems,

Or is it ignorance that beams

From their faces, their eyes

How proud of it they be, me sighs!

Difference is bad, is scary,

To be shunned, to be wary.

Familiar is good, is comfortable,

Though common, though rabble.

I want to fly there,

Where evolved beings care

And celebrate uniqueness

Welcome all kinds of craziness.

There be people mine,

Beyond the veil where the sun shines.

There would I stand in line

Shedding this world long behind.

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Watcher/Shadow…

The watcher inside me

Come out and say

All words left unsaid

Come out to stay…

Tarry for a long while

I want to meet you

Be friends till the last mile

Protect you, I will do…

Watcher, Deep inside me

Now relax your vigil

Your pain now I do see

The darkness, the sigils…

Ne’er will you be

Alone in the abyss

Watcher, You’ve me

A friend forever in this…

Years gone by

You saved me for long

In shadows you lie

Now light you be…

No veil between us

To keep us apart

No pretense, no fuss

I see as thou art…

You thought you’re ugly

Of pain you were born

But you are tempered steel

To join the pieces torn…

Watcher/Shadow

Come out of the cage

Know the truth, I do now

My warrior, be brave!

Freedom…

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Stuck stuck stuck…. ‘Til its ugly end!
Roll over or bend…. Mend and rend
The bare flesh of man.

Unholy sighting…. The caw-caws then
Wending through the glen
Slave for that span.

A hole in the ground… Make it deep
To lay the dead…. To bury asleep
Least to do, to dignify the clan.

Shreds of humanity explode, rain
With blood, gore and the bygone chains.
Born caged, freed in death!

Tears…

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So many tears,
Still inside me
Come out, come out,
Don’t play hide and seek.
Beneficial to none
You or me.
 
Come down as if,
Torrents of rain.
Or the colourful condensations
On my windowpane.
 
Come down as the gushing spring,
Running against the passage of time.
Beautiful teardrops of glass or diamonds,
In my eyes – sparkle and chime.
 
Gather against the little eyefolds,
Overwhelm them with sheer magnitude.
Then roll down peacefully down the cheeks,
On my breast they stumble and sleep.

Addiction…

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There is no freedom at the bottom of the bottle… Any form of addiction, even in its mildest dose, brings only more shackles…more chains…more bonds…

There is no freedom anywhere unless you understand the impermanence and uncertainty permeating every sphere of your life – people, situations, emotions, everything!
You were born strong… So, why give up now? Why make it your crutch? Just persist for a little while more and you will have reached the core of strength inside you. Touch it, draw from it… Free yourself…

Happiness…

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Happiness is a state of mind… The purer the mind, the happier it is…. 

The less distracted, disruptive and crowded it is, the happier it is…

The more silent, still and wholesome it is, the happier it is…