We were always meant to be “SEEKERS”. The true joy of explorations dwells deep within the soul of a man. It is an instinct you cannot ignore as it is the only dream that is real. An Unveiling of a mystery, relishing the wicked anticipation and bearing the sense of achievement after the consequence has been revealed.
A nomad is not the lost one; it is you who shelters under the caged roof of familiarity. Why do we fight the hunger of the unknown so valiantly, when it is all we merely seek inside the alleys of our imaginations? We see the dark behind the light, the grey below the blue yet our search for Pristine white never takes a bow.
Why should we be apologetic for seeking the visions of the beyond, it is after all where we shall be eventually. Oh, the sheer audacity of men for trying to conjure up a world they would like to believe in…SIGH…A DRAMA drenched in COMEDY!!
In my heart and my head there is an inky blackness that roars with a deafening silence As I stand so still in the tunnel of darkness, so still, like a boat between the swells of a tumultuous mountain I
To conquer my desire, I chose to battle alone. Armed with hope, Strength and courage Holding weapons of determination and perseverance Struggled, fought till the last blood sheds But.. Lost!!!!Defeated!!! People say “Life is like licking honey off a thorn”….Yes
The sun is now hiding its light And hope is fading in the darkness of the night Tears fell from your weary eyes Holding back the hardships in your heart I can tell it with your sigh. Teardrops glitter in
You heard what you wanted to hear You felt what you wanted to feel You ignored all the evidence to the contrary And resigned yourself to the fates But what you did not see Was the turmoil that started it
I’m a prisoner -A prisoner of my mind. I can’t be free. I can’t be me. Locked in by anxiety, interrogated by insecurity, and depression is barricading the door. With no room to breathe, I can feel my lungs collapse