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Lapse of Reason
Tonight....i have an experience to share...
experience that involves a conversation
majorly done through glances and stares..
words that are these days considered rare...
words that saved me from an evening of depression...
a look that pushed me into a step towards progession..
simple gestures so lost in the people of my generation..
I sat on the train during the peak hours of yesterday..
i was surrounded by the bunch of noone's and nobody's
the ugly..the unwashed..the misunderstood..the lonely..
and some with the feminine charm of the vermins....
the financial times capitalist..the useless punk..
the thin girls who dine on a lettuce leaf and water
followed by the many puffs of marlboro lights..
the teenager with self harm as a hobby...
and other things influenced by life and tragedies
the reality shows with the life of stupids....
magazines with interviews of the so called celebrities..
dreams and ambitions of the brainless class...
Botox the only answer to the ticking clock..
fake boobs and a lot of unwanted make up....
works blunders..and makes a woman nothing like a woman..
if you get what i mean...for now i wonder
why do you these things surround me on my random journies
why can't my brain shut and give me some peace of mind?
why is it that i feel..what i seek..i will never find?
i met a beautiful stranger in the train today..
she was really strange...she initiated a conversation..
i wondered if it made any sense...but as she spoke..
i realised she's the only thing that makes sense to me..
she had the words...that saved me from falling....
she took some time out of her life to show me a mirror..
the mirror that showed what life is..and im capable of....
she took interest...i never had an idea that I could move a stranger....
with my throw away lines and some deluded romantic proses..
for i suffer from a lapse of reason...
for i am "the" dysfunction personified...
I silently write...without any walls....
never fancied anything organized..
so i could possibly wonder and write forever.....
the question is...will you see it? will you care to read it?
a simple reason..im alive now..just like you...
and tommorow..what i might not be there..
im never shirking in my duty to disappoint...
failure of the glamorous kind...fcuk can rhyme...
so tell me where is the crime...in longing?
where's the guilt in being needy?
where is the pain in feeling lonely?
where's the fun in fading slowly?
a simple gesture from a lovely stranger...
with lines..that brought a storm in my head..
her intentions...to save me from myself....
Words that came out from her lips touched my heart...
a conversation that lasted for the distance that is two stations..
the distances were long..but her charm made them short...
and then our journey reached a hault..
like a gift well wrapped with misery....
tripped up by self indulging......
who ever gets what i am trying to say..
wins the next finished article of the day..
I have practised the best love in my head
and found a cure for the friction of despair..
i suffer a lonliness of the type..that is marked by
you being surrounded by a crowd of people
who adore you but simply don't understand..
I will make you breakfast all my life...
i'll tie you pigtails and hippy brades..
if only...i reached your soul..
if only..i touched your heart..
If not...then maybe we should just live in....
live in..what we're suppose to leave behind..
lets just breathe in..yes...let just...
breathe in and sniff the air that is colorless...
"lets just sack the world and ride the ride"
oh well..those were my lovely stranger's lines..
the lines that sweeped me for a while..
the words that saved me...yet felt strange....
the words on which i survived...only until her station arrived..
I recorded a song today for someone...i hope you'll like it..
Though i am not sure how many of us are into Pink Floyd..
but they're simply worth the indulgence...their music is brilliant..
i guess i did well with he guitar notes...actually this is one of
those easy to play songs that sound wonderful on an acoustic guitar..
so i tried my best....please feel free to comment..cheers
So, so you think you can tell...heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain....
Can you tell a green field...
From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?...
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade...Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?...Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here...
We're just two lost souls...Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year, Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears..
Wish you were here......
Wish you were here.....
Posted by isuckedthemoon on 2009-08-17 12:37:53 | Rating: | Views: 570