Complexities of a simply confused Mind.
What does it take to love someone.
Not much.
Ah yes a great body is one asset that would make me go head over heels.
They say beauty is only skin deep. (but who wants to live with a beautiful kidney anyway, or but ugly goes clean to the bone. ).
Life is good.
I am searching for someone who can love me ( trust me u ain't seen misery if u ain't seen me).
Pain has a face :- I am Pain
This time I will hold myself back and let the one who is equally interested do the talking.
I wish I run into her soon coz the wait ain't makin me any younger u C.
Some one I can take home to momma and say
"mom we're comming home forever this time"
That reminds me i am dreaming again.
God I got to stop drinking like this.
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How many dreams will end,
How long can i pretend,
How many times will Time pass me by
Untill I find you again.
{ (C) Richard Marx}
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Wish You were her,oops Here.
A poem
Somewhere far across the savagery of loneliness
Deeply nested in my heart now as empty as the desert
I hear a song the I sang an eon ago
something that made me fall in love.
Thoughts that may never go, to leave me in sanity
For these thoughts are mine and i am habituated
The terminal feeling of loneliness that has been
a company all along this far.
I fear a change for I find
comfort in discomfort for i know its extent
I take a deep breath each time and sigh
Each time love passes me by.
All i know is all I've known
The madness of loving that made me pay
I smiled when I paid those dues last yuletide
For I lost all love when I lost my love.
I know I am a damned to a life of eternal lonliness
I still like a fool watch the roads I walked
Amongst the valleys and mountain side
For I still carry hope deep in my heart... somewhere
(C) Copyright Ritesh Nair 2004
Choices: Voices: Of Chaos And Order
At the core we all know, all that is to be known. A smile, A tear, A call, An impulse, A thought, A blink, A state of mind,etc.
( We) The only life forms with choices and how many.
A day begins giving us a choice, to accept it or reject it. Some of us accept it,
Most of us don't. You are tugged, over the vast sea of life like a tugged boat.
The boat seems small like all major issues that we harbourin our mind,
but it pulls us to the dock, to dock at the port ofsorrow. When you are sad,
you have a choice; you can forget it and walk away or go ahead and sink deep
into the sands of sorrow.
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This is a Friend I know.
This is how i analyze she is.
At the Docks :
You get off, look around, the wind blows, cold freezing.The ropes on the docks are frosted.
You see the icicles dangling, transparent, coloured orange in the morning sun.
You see the ice feel its cold, the sun that rises doesn't warm a thought.
You shiver, your legs are frozen, you limp, to reach to the nearest bench, to settle down.
The journey's been long, you have been standing all along, waiting for the shore.
You have no warmth left in your sight, your breath bites your nose,
you are victimized by the drudgery of sorrow.
You want to run away, break free, but your heart longs, longs to be hurt.
You hang on hope, hoping that the rising sun maywarm your heart.
The sunlight is cold too.You are lost, you want to stop the thought,
you fight, you lose, you succumb to your senses of being habituated to being down.
You wsh to escape, but you lost yourself to the last change, you are afraid of change.
You make a choice, you regret, you drag the feeling, fight it, fight to forget,
the memory remains like a thorn embedded deep inside your mind. A thorn that you fantasize,
a thorn that you lament over it.
The hurt is your addiction, wanted by every pore of your skin. You pick up your self to shatter again. You accept defeat for the feeling of accepting it gives you pleasure.
I feel for you for I've een there and felt all that, just the same.....
So you ask why I support you. I cant see you like the way I was.
