Wednesday, November 18, 2009

SUNBEAMS~~

I step into a world of chaos.
A world where ignorance is no bliss.
A world which is so involved in its beastly activities,
That it’s forgotten beauty amiss.

Where every action speaks of a motive,
Where every smile is to be thought upon,
Where in every corner lurk angels in disguise,
They only lurk, no matter someone’s night, someone’s dawn.

Where a lie is the golden key,
A lover, only fantasy,
The depth of love infatuation.
There’s no real love, only hypocrisy,
Where to embrace sorrow there’s drama of celebration.

Drama, drama the whole world is lost,
In cheap imitations of the east, the west,
No vigor in the heart, no true belonging,
A traitor. Wild protest.

People come and people go,
Such important things are left to blow,
Along with the wind, no remorse within,
The fire is put out, somewhere below.

Love songs and surprises are old fashioned,
A first kiss and spent nights over rated,
There are arguments and friends that despise
You for reasons, that stand belated.

Where an eye for an eye,
Would make the whole world blind,
Is followed religiously, blindly,
The teachings of our fore father’s who now rest, curled.
They died thinking they had finally changed the world.

Extremism and weather is at its high,
Security and comfort at its lows,
Where blood is the language of love we speak,
coffins laid under pretty little bows.

Millions of people die everyday,
We blame our guilty tears on destiny,
Millions of people soon loose their way,
We blame our guilty minds on mutiny.

In a world where we follow
Endless dark chambers,
Even a faint spark is quenched,
By the coldness, the weakness,
No warmth held, all desires felled,
Even the deep desires.

A world where strangers are kept close to the heart,
And loved ones kept as far,
We mourn our loss, we only then understand,
The worth of the passing hour.

When nightmares
Comfort more than dreams,
as we acquire less of pain
when nightmares are broken,
falling of the sun beams,
that lighten my face,
every morn I’m quietly awoken.

2 comments:

  1. Megha this is brilliant. It's not just written for the heck of it. I love the theme especially. And everything else. Amazing!

    Where a lie is the golden key,
    A lover, only fantasy,
    The depth of love infatuation.
    There’s no real love, only hypocrisy,
    Where to embrace sorrow there’s drama of celebration.

    Love it :)

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  2. 'Along with the wind, no remorse within,
    The fire is put out, somewhere below.'

    'There are arguments and friends that despise
    You for reasons, that stand belated.'

    I love it. This is really nice.Some lines are very striking. :) Great job!

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