Despair's Tentacles

Seasons come, seasons go

Feelings come, feelings go

Traitorous soul, betray again

What to do, I don’t know

All around, just so bleak

Dark & gray sky at its peak

Feelings of sadness threaten to crush

Alone I sit as weeping begins

Any end to these moments of despair

Any end to these feelings of fear

Needing an answer. Tell me please do

Lose me from despair’s tentacles

Strength rises up from within

Wellspring of life, to action it leaps

I choose to stand, to wait and to be strong

Trials may come but I will overcome

Hope’s frame, seemingly fragile it is

Beckons to all, “hold on to me” it sings

I never fail, be patient with me

That you may be strong, all’s happening that is...

Eternity's time

Okay. Admittedly, the title is a sort of ‘misnomer’. Technically, eternity is timelessness, so to ascribe time to eternity is a little ridiculous. But then, I think it’ll help buttress my point very nicely.

Let’s reason together. We could say 1000years is a long time – and we wouldn’t be wrong. Now imagine 10milleniums. Yes...that’s a really long time. To think that eternity is a longer ‘time’ than that, one would figure that we’d spend the time here to the fullest, gearing up for that period. 

Cinema sized screen, very interesting film (say...Inception!) playing with surround sound and all. Sounds fun, doesn't it? Now, picture this in an examination hall. It would only make sense that one would close his eyes and ears to the whole thing and focus on his exam, wouldn't it?

Unfortunately the case with most of us is that since the film is really interesting (and the mischievous pranksters choose to serve sodas and popcorn to worsen matters), we drop our pens and sit back to enjoy the show.

So also do we live our lives - most times. 

Hilarious, aint it? *chuckles*

Peaceful turmoil

The ‘peace’ and ‘quiet’ within the darkness

What used to be home now seems just like madness

When or where it went I simply cannot say

Though still trying to decide on which side to sway

The voices, oh the voices, dominant they were

Dissolving like smoke driven before the wind fierce

She stands, disregarding the restraining chains

Her new found peace, the darkness has turned against

He used to be her lover, caressing and loving

His cruel attentions her twisted mind was enjoying

Alas, morning has come and light fills her mind

Not anymore! Her lover has taken flight

Dawn is here, the scent of change saturates the air

Her peaceful turmoil, finally terminated.