perhaps there is a way to salvage
this crumbling existence
and stop getting washed away
in the sea of filth and dirt
Author Archives: rasik
Erratic Thoughts # 28
It becomes increasingly difficult to keep track of what is good for you when you are hell bent on sabotaging yourself. No matter how much positivity you try to infuse in your day, everything goes up in smoke when you realize that the only one holding you back is you. And thus begins the never ending cycle…
power hungry
drunk with power these peasants
for the first time
great power and no responsibility
to stare down decent people
just cause
and snicker away at their plight
why is power so corrupt for newbs
who can’t reflect
an iota of self regulation
whiling away uneducated brains
on things random
crowning themselves kings
Erratic thoughts # 27
Hard to find words when life can’t find a road to walk on.
Erratic Thoughts # 26
I wish to do so much. And yet, I find myself only wishing. Never doing it. Stuck in the penrose stairs. Just trying to find a way out. Somehow, even fate has grown bored with me. No bones thrown this way. All I can think of is to be able to make a change. To be able to look into the eyes of people and not see pity. To be free of the burden of monotony. To just be…
jealous
if i read what you have to say
am i to like it if it’s good
or should i be jealous
for you achieved what i couldn’t
the depth in your words
the pain in your lines
and all i can muster up
are some nonsensical rhymes
i am full of doubt and mediocrity
but you a wizard of words
my reverence for you is taking over
and yet can’t stop feeling jealous
Erratic Thoughts # 25
It is difficult to find a semblance of hope in life when the world moves on and you don’t.
quatrain # 6
maybe there’ll come a time
when happiness will be normal
right now, a smile feels like
a road to disaster
more waiting
waiting for changes, automatic
is just stretching failure
what am i to do with anger near
and no soul sympathetic
the question is not unprepared
and answers known
but with confidence gone
why wonder if the heart is scared
a chance is needed, and that’s it
yet beats thump delaying plunge
and mind waiting to lunge
just to conquer defeat