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Forgiven the past for what it did to me,
Walking along a pebbled path.
A faint smile may give company;
And there's no care for aftermath,
For now,there is no burning sun,
Which once showed me the road to take.
For now there are no prayers done,
To cure the feelings which turn so fake.
All that is left, is some life in me;
Which forces me to walk ahead..
All that is left are some memories;
Which tells me what not is dead.
Forgiven the past,
For what it did to me.
Forgiven the pains,
That kill me still.
Forgiven myself,
For caring to cry;
Forgiven the well of love gone dry.
In me,a falling inflection of the voice,
Holds me still, so still, to make a choice..-Alisha
Sometimes, the "today" I live, becomes , a chunk of reality pulled out of the "yesterday" I survived ; tossed up with some experimental inferences i made and the little experiential knowledge i have ; served with a dash of naturalistic implementation.
Not all that I know, and all I do;
Is something fresh and something new.
Some lessons learned were here to stay,
As oblivious memories of "Yesterday".
To let go was when, I did not look back,
To all that turned, the bright to black.
To hold on was when,I walked with it,
All that filled, the deficit.
Sometimes I died, with a throbbing pain,
And wept to heal, but all in vain
. Yet again, at times , I was born;
I softened all the pricking thorns.
A practiced smile ,and hidden tears,
Were friends in times ,of silent fears.
I was with me , when the smiles were true;
And life existed in every hue.
'Each day is a gift, that we call "life"
A gift of comfort, a gift of strife."
These easy words, were hard to learn.
The road was long, and full of turns.
But,
some lessons learned ,were here to stay,
As oblivious memories of "Yesterday".
-Alisha
At times, a small thing can touch your soul and leave it in ripples. These ripples keep you alive forever...
You begin experiencing a strange sense of belonging! You begin to live through an "absurd" or rather "mystic" romance...
You might end up feeling, as if you have walked way ahead of your own self... U might feel as if... you hve reached a position frm where u cannot look back..
But NO! you keep dragging urself.. and at sum point of time... u begin incorporating your feeling..your zeal...ur hope n ur dreams.. into this "dragging".. and finally end up calling it "life"....
Took away from me,what meant the world.
Tore apart, all relations, prayers effete.
Gushed through the windows, tales unheard
A silent sensation, of pricking defeat.
Unremitting reconnaissance of the sepulcher,
Where laid to rest is the crux.
Untold, untouched, emotions don’t alter
Though for all, life is set to dusk..
The wolverines, on this earth wassail,
And the faultless left to wail.
Where am I living today?
Is killing my sentiments, so true, at all just?
Still surviving in this barbaric planet.
With tears in eyes,
Where, smiling is a must.Should I still hope, for a new sun to arise?Can I still believe in the existence of fading cries?
Realization of self has dawned upon me now.
It is me, here to change the world, and I shall show you how.
I have brought along a promise of a brand new morning sky.
Just believe in me and trust yourself; And you will be flying high.
-Alisha
What is black, always may not be coal tar. Every driver may not ride a dazzling silver car.
Sometimes the reality is very near,
but other times, Its just too far.
Sometimes the eyes shine and hide the deadliest fear.
However much you express something, they just may not be clear.Sometimes the victim of misunderstandings, is someone, just too dear. At times you walk the road, you never thought you would.
And at times you excel where, you never thought you could.
Not always, not just sometimes, The echoing sound of cheers,Hides behind it, the silent but endless flow of tears.
This is life as I perceive.
With you as long as, In it you believe.
-Alisha
