Silence

It's all you can sense 

When the world's stench no longer holds power

Light over taken by clouds

Sounds afar no longer relevant 

Nutrients less then stimulating 

Burns unnoticeable  

You smell nothing, see nothing, hear nothing, taste nothing, feel nothing. 

But a there's a echoing light you feel burning inside.

The only similar scent of self. 

I'm trying... 

just a moment

So I'm just gonna rant for a sec...

 
      Time to time things come up. I deal with whatever head on. I don't like debris lingering.  Its funny though, one minute I can say it doesn't really matter. Then on my soul, it weights me down.

"When your soul is uneasy, you try to settle it with little things..."

   Sometimes I sleep late, not wanting to think and analyze anything. Sometimes I cant sleep, emptiness kinda creates an echo. When your soul is uneasy, you try to settle it with little things. I like Reese's, cheesecake, and cake(sweets) in general. Its not funny. I don't know. I find comfort in that. A moment to laugh, to sing, to dance, to dream, to breathe, to try to love... again. Either way, there's work to do, and I don't have time for this.

Many many moons

Actions of course speak louder then words. Simplistic jesters leave more powerful messages.
Seen all times, highs and lows. Taken the light and tough blows. Might try to rock me yet I know this dance all too well. Might add a new step but venture a bet, there's never regret. Silly, this number wont last long.

No need for anger, dismiss them all. No need for words, cold shoulders from vixens to fix them.
Remember now, we might share the same planet, but this moon here...no access granted.The distance, it aint gonna hurt me, the cold, it aint gonna erk me.

Think of it this way, if this moon comes down, I'll be crushing into you. The damages...catastrophic.

-Mahad
Je devais être seul

title it you

I always felt like I was missing something. I can be a little impatient but Id always wondered whats next or how long. As a kid, they tell your age, let you know the life expectancy and expect you to fulfill it with "dignity" and "success". So I always felt the time ticking. Its always up a stream rather with the flow, not in the sense of hardship but understanding.

Some can pick a title and follow it, others search and wonder while many fall into a fix by force. Have you ever thought, whats life as an animal? There purpose and mental anguish figuring it out? Its funny, cause we divide and title everything to the T.They roam here bound by the forces of nature and the hereditary tendency of their ancestors. I could sit here and tell you life means nothing or ask why are we here and go back and forth on religion and society. I'm not. See it how you feel, feel and wonder.


I feel, as if I'm fulfilling temporary fixes. Like the seasons change, or high and low we go...all the way to the end..."Cant let just anybody hold me". I guess I shouldn't say too much, or "they" might send a pretty little rock down my throat.

I just read this and said, "Its like sharing with a wall..." guess its better that way. shh.

Smile

That's not a smile. 

That's you holding it together like a damn ready to flow. 

Your eyes glowing in hope for yesterdays promises. 

Body aching for rest, cause every time you lay your head your mind is always wondering. 

Emotions becoming numb to the world around you, knowing its ever so familiar face.

I said smile, yet you cant wondering how long it would last.

rrZ47

In water they cant breathe. Their lungs of course cant sustain liquids. Limitations of nature is what I call it. Though they create ways to go around the limitations of nature, does it mean they are wrong? How surprised they look when they see things out of the norm. Humans have grown into innovative creatures. Some ideas have become the demise of there existence and others have leaped in a new existence all together. The impressions from others of their own inspires them to become similar or better. Its interesting though, they all have there own DNA and finger prints, yet have the need to be unique or part of something. A rat race in most cases. You never know with them so simple, predictable, yet uncharted. The sun sets yet they still search for light, knowing it will return.

Windows

It rushes threw my veins, this quick blast of energy of hope, strength, and ideas. This comfort that things will be fine. How doubtful we become in the rain, forgetting how quickly the sun shines through. In the years, we look back and wonder, how, and how quickly. I look forward now and shiver in coldness. Light gleams though, a warm feeling of knowing. I seek yet truly know nothing I seek for. In my mind I'm clear, on my lips I gear confusion, and in my walk I steer in blindness. That's OK, I fear nothing I don't know cause I don't know anything. Free. Free. Free. My heart is heavy at times though, my mind in a different world, alone. That's OK too. The energies humans shift into, they intrigue me.

Click and boom

I can't seem to remember, when I came to Earth, was I scared? I've always been optimistic, especially when it came to "love". I'd always say "In time" and "when the right one comes, I'll know". I had visions of what the perfect love would be. How life could actually be beautiful. I've always been hesitant though, growing affections and "feelings". I'd let something in my mind out, knowing of course they wouldn't want to hear it all. I'd feel alone cause I'd always see the world different. I feel content knowing if I were to be alone for the rest of my life, that would be OK. Its interesting to see how humans behave. How lust and relativity can lay heavy on their hearts. A simple word can conflict so much in ones mind. An image can burn into ones eyes. A repetitive feeling of up and down, how they still continue. How angry, sick, and confused. I believe affection grows. Its fascinating to believe theirs someone out there. To believe that I can hold on to someone in this world I didn't create and know little of. If not, I'm not afraid. For I came alone and will go alone, as the Earth continues. Of course its taboo to talk about it, continue in your little world, that's what we do best. -Mahad

Breakdown

Worry not I say, fear not and move forward.

In unknown lands, I seek something to hold on to.

I don't want this world, yet so amazing here

Stop, let me get a hold.

Winds began to strengthen

Rain pouring from high above.

I look around to seek something familiar

From the heaven we described above to the grounds of hell

What I called home began to become my hell

What am I suppose to do, when I'm not in control

I can say I'm strong but when forces unknown began to move

I'm no more then a mere leaf in a gust of wind.

Hush now, let nature take its course

For the unknown know, the unexplainable have there explanations

Fear not, yet take a path that you can grow in

Worry not I say, fear not and move forward.

A minute for every hour.

Credit: Highway Insomnia

We a wake. Blood rushing in our veins, up for a new day.

We make a move, but if you see closer we move no were.

We drown in our responsibilities, to our friends, our colleagues, and to our family.
To value success by searching for titles, and comparing one another.
Breath in you commercial ways, since you believe your "free".

In the mist of a better tomorrow today's present time becomes our yesteryear's.

Forgetting our selves in the pursuit, reaching mile stones only to look back on.

Working so hard, saving so much, waiting so long.

I guess if you play the game enough, you'll find your answers,  right?
Might as well play it well.