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Post by anirbas on Mar 29, 2007 13:07:26 GMT -6
Thunder rolls over years spent
believing, as long as you did the best you could,
did your duties, what was expected of you...
Kept the faith in all possibility,
hoped and prayed...
It would all work itself out in the wash,
to coin a colliquism...Spread yourself
thin as watered down glue giving
everyone what they need
and at least some
of what they want...
No matter the sacrifice...
Then, one morning,
you wake up...Realize
you have nothing left over
for yourself...You died of dehydration,
dried up and blew away in brittle flakes,
and even you didn't realize it,
til it was to late...
You had nothing
left to give...
It's that simple
and that complex...
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Post by anirbas on Mar 29, 2007 13:48:51 GMT -6
~Emancipation Proclamations, Per Se...
i.
Ridicule doesn't impress
or appeal to me...
Of myself or others...
Hash slinging doesn't awe
of mollify me...Anymore than does...
Melodrama over broken spells
and spills of untasted milk
that drip, drip, dribbled
through the floor cracks-
soured, curdled
then dried up...
ii.
No blame game...
No bad feelings...
No shame, shame, shame
on anyone in particular...
It's not your fault...
It's not...It is I,
that changed...
I let go of the river buoy, by choice...
No one pried my chilled fingers from it...
I let go of the river buoy, by choice...
Lost my fear of letting go of the universe...
Let go, slipped into my sorrow and drowned alone...
To resurface as something more than I was before...
iii.
No longer anyone you might remember...
But, at least I'm someone, I like better...
And at the end of the day, that's what counts...
Can you look your own mirrored reflection in the eye?
I'm not a magic carpet ride, anymore...
That's just another phrase for doormat...
I'm no one's pet on a chain or the village idiot,
easily manipulated and aiming, begging, jumping to please.
vi.
What I am now is a human being
into letting go of all facets
and traces of my mannenquinism...
I'm not the act, a character, or the show
I've been made out to be...I'm just me...
Into taking care of me, for once...
Doing what's best for me in the end...
I've changed my motto, you see...
I don't run around repeating
that worn out Spockian
phrase, "The needs
of the many, outweigh
the needs of the few,
or the one."
I don't have to...
Here, there is peace in the valley
no one has to beg for, or demand...
I'm into healing me...
So, if you'll excuse me...
Right now I'm in the middle
of giving myself, mouth to mouth resusitation...
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Post by brandnewmessiah on Mar 30, 2007 11:23:25 GMT -6
damn girl you went deep with this one, Loved it! ~ BNM
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Post by anirbas on Mar 31, 2007 19:58:27 GMT -6
LOL...Thanks, BNM...I did sort of go speelunking with this piece...
Hope that's the word I'm looking for...Speelunking...
As in falling, rapelling? deep into a dark cave?
Felt deep when I wrote it...Nir.
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