Saturday, November 24, 2007

Analytics

Can’t escape this perfidious mind...
Confined in a destructive niche...
Locked down, tied up...
Messed up bad and no one to blame...

Epiphanies never proved fruitful...
Transitory visions of a perplexed mortal...

The proffer was made and “divinity” prevailed...
Practical sensibility (laugh....) showed its might...
Shaped new paths, but smashed the bridges...
Found the way in, effortlessly, blissfully (???...)...

Innovations never proved fruitful...
Surreal hallucinations of a weary mind...


Never knew the roads lead to the periphery...
The inner sanctity built on outer impudence...
Abstraction, the world perceives none what lies within...
Sacrilege on the pinnacle of confusion...

Annihilations never proved fruitful..
Sadistic interludes of a serene lifestyle...


Obsolete judgments seemed to calm the nerves...
Seeking solace in a fool’s paradise...
Self proclamations, dumb derivations...
Uncanny lure of uncouth intoxications...

Retrospections never proved fruitful...
Painful integrations of depressing monotones...

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Memoirs


Reading between the lines is passe...
I wander rapt through the pages...
The silent feel of a forgotten feather...
The faint scent of a hidden rose...
The mesmerizing glow of a golden foil...
A little blot...
Doggy eared with a small scrawl...
A tear, the tear and then a tear for the tear..
A smile, a while and then a while with the smile...
Mystic thoughts drizzle by...
Time stops breathless, enthralled...
Words speak, spaces convey...
The saddle of being blank, aloof...
Reminiscing the long long ride...