Sunday, December 18, 2011

Weary

You are but what I am,
Comprenez-vous?
Making wishes since very long,
Saw them all disappear behind moist eyes.

Like the feeling you get in a train,
Watching the landscape fly past,
And you yearn for that one glimpse, 
That one elusive nameless something.

Drowning is imminent,
No drinks, no pot, 
Just a lot of mundane routines,
I still hear your sounds, 
But you never gave me that one look.
You never gave me that one smile,
It's reserved for someone special, I'd say.
And I craved like a fool looking for the riches.

Persistent-pessimist, someone calls me,
The sun is tired, and so am I.

Lets Kill All the Lies


Brutal honesty is no balm, 
And little did I know
That the gospel would shatter my calm.

Collecting the scarred fragments of the heart,
I will seal it, but it weighs the mind down.
Lessons have always been tough,
And I'm a reluctant learner.
But now I know,
The light at the end of the rainbow had faded a long time ago.
The dream had died, and the warmth had burnt itself out.
But I refused to buy any doubt.

I always liked to play make-believe, 
And now I wish I could tell the child
Its better not to grow up, the world is teeming with thieves.

A cruel glance, a flick of the chin.
That will be enough to let you know.
That it was ever so easy,
To make me let go.

A gulp, and the tears are swallowed,
And nobody's the wiser because none saw and no one heard.