My Creation

These are some of the lines/poems that I wrote at times of uncertainity, loneliness, anger, and also at times of happiness. I guess the two feelings of an angel and a devil can't be separated after all, for they complement one another.

So here it goes...

The soul has been shattered and weakened,

lost its sense of time,

It's in search of thee,

waiting and waiting till eternity.....

The urge to ask is forever there but the courage isn't mustered. Time passes slowly.. and this uncanny silence surrounds me... what to ask and what not to.. How to keep it going.. questions float like fighting clouds...

And then she is gone... and I am left thinking what If?

I being a human am not afraid to love. I would rather want to be wrapped in its arms. But the consequence of loving and being loved is what I am fearful of. In a way, I do abhor the label and the look. Maybe that's why I can't look in the eye, can't bring myself to admit the feelings. Maybe that's why I'm so ignorant and not loving.

In some ways, I'm afraid of love... It's too strong an emotion to handle.. maybe many of us.. most of us are afraid of love and that's why we prefer just moving on...

The frustration, the anger, the revolt at not being allowed to pursue one's passion. At not being allowed to do something that really feeds one's soul. At not being strong enough to rebel, to revolt at the right moment. To have been naive to assume that maybe they are right being more experienced. At forever blaming and resenting. At being restricted. At wondering that does passion really dissipates, fades away without a purpose. At forever imagining what one's life could be like...without having to be dragged along.