Dark Room

It’s been three years since I last saw the light

I held myself in this dark room and isolated my existence

It’s the only way to be able to survive this ordeal

Without luminosity I can see visibly and heed your melody

 

Living in this trap has given me a chance to exist

Unreservedly I can convey my thoughts and sentiments

I’m free to saunter unnoticed by your condemnatory stare

Everything I do matters because it’s all I have in this space

 

I have learned to live in the dark and consent my fate

This diminutive sanctuary is my home and my dynasty

There’s no right or wrong choice only impartial resolution

Nobody said it would be easy but I’m surviving and counting

 

I may be far away from you but I know I’m pleased

The things I had sacrificed are slowly completing my life

I may have gone astray but this is where I belong

I would never trade this haven for it’s my only guard against you

Subdued Thinking

      It’s ironic when you can just laugh at things that come along your way without analyzing it bit by bit. It’s the time when you’re helpless and just contended on what has transpired for the specific day in your life. The funny thing is that, you know you can do something about it but you don’t want to fix it at all. Many times we often neglect this situation for we believe it’s the right and just thing to do. That’s why a lot of us chose to just sit at one corner and wish that things would eventually change for the good.

     I’ve seen this situation many times in my life and the lives of my colleagues. It’ a bizarre feeling, that’s for sure. The moment you’re here, it’s like a different other world, a far away world where nothing is constant. I may have a special gift on trouble shooting but I fall prey whenever I’m in this kind of situation. It’s hard to think and decide at the same time. There are many considerations to look at and emotion is the hardest thing to fight back during this times. So the least thing to do is just go with the flow, not to hurt others. But the risk here is that you never know if what your doing is really the best and the righteous thing to do.

     This may sound absurd but that’s the way it goes in the real world. Time may heal all wounds, as a verse would say but the moment; its something you can’t take back and change overnight. So it’s just up to you whether you’ll choose not to fight back and win over what you desire and want in life.

Monochromatic Cordon

The night seems to be calling ceaselessly

I unlocked my tenderness and my soul was incarcerated

Then I realized how life could be so defenseless

Something delicate and brittle…soulless as this work of art

 

Glance at me now…so empty and meaningless

I used to be interesting and vibrant, a colorful art

They envy me even show antipathy towards me

Now I’m worst as this colorless and monotonous canvas

 

They painted me red for they love me but seized me

They brushed me up green for hope and distrusted me

They coated me yellow for freedom but held me for life

Blue for it brings serenity but despised me ‘til the end

 

It’s difficult to figure out but it’s happening

The colors are fading convincingly and persuasively

This masterpiece is breaking and I’m trailing my sanity behind

Blow me away as I meet this catastrophic conclusion