my body is half done
i mean my reflexes are ditching me too!
my head hurts everyday for sometime
to feel sprightly, oh to feel ready!
i've added green tea to my daily routine
and sometimes i need red bull too!
two of a kind
now i'm just one of a kind
and all the while my head is spinning dizzily
my friends, they remain
they only know me from the past
i try so hard to forge
one of these days i couldn't help but regress
i myself, i can't indulge me!
and the children......
they just point fading screaming into a big ball of doubt
and the elders.......
they sit arms crossed astounded at my plight
meanwhile some quiz me with barbaric sarcasm
i can't be a hero can i?
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
ed
these kids
they're beginning to exhibit a purer soul than mine
they're leaving me behind stamped on their rear view mirror
i like to say they're absconding from me
and silently i play catch up with another generation
what can i say,,it's taxing!!!
i won't read
i won't come out of my bunker
i won't greet newer personalities
i'll only interpret the older visions inside my head
so come dusk and deliver me my end
we are all young for a while
and in our youth the youth lasts forever
always wishing
always willing
....when will i inherit my time
so what we want we can never have
they're beginning to exhibit a purer soul than mine
they're leaving me behind stamped on their rear view mirror
i like to say they're absconding from me
and silently i play catch up with another generation
what can i say,,it's taxing!!!
i won't read
i won't come out of my bunker
i won't greet newer personalities
i'll only interpret the older visions inside my head
so come dusk and deliver me my end
we are all young for a while
and in our youth the youth lasts forever
always wishing
always willing
....when will i inherit my time
so what we want we can never have
Thursday, January 19, 2012
ice as ice
on a cold desolate day like today
when it's so easy to spill
i could just sit next to you
grab you by your shoulders
and having channeled your attention with my grip?
empty all my feelings onto your frame
i'm dying to feel warmth
human contact is my urge
let me not be forgotten please
gimme some stir
chip on my quirks
etch me a memory
strike me like lightning
just fucking wake me
when it's so easy to spill
i could just sit next to you
grab you by your shoulders
and having channeled your attention with my grip?
empty all my feelings onto your frame
i'm dying to feel warmth
human contact is my urge
let me not be forgotten please
gimme some stir
chip on my quirks
etch me a memory
strike me like lightning
just fucking wake me
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