Nothing but the Performer

Sitting alone by the window, I look out.
Watching people come and go
Knowing nothing that inspire their hearts,
Their deeds, their desires and their end.

How foolish I was it seems
Wanting, desiring selfish deeds
For no matter how beautiful
How elegant they might be

The truth as always strikes true
Cleanly slashing through the veils of self deceit
For no matter how painful it reveals
We are but shadows that perform.

Strong Emotions rekindled

Dear Bloggers,

It is already Wednesday :- halfway through the week. I am determined to do some changes in my life..Setting new priorities and objectives. Somewhat disappointed with what I am going through day after day, I decided to make change for the better, I hope.

The First Musing...

Dear Bloggers,

I have always love poetry and enjoyed writing them even more. Alas, it has been 15 long years since my last poem. Time flew and it seems now my destiny thread has led me back to something that I really enjoy in my girl-chasing, crazy teenage days...

While coding on several scripts that will eventually make up a membership management system, a kinda of devaju feelings overwhelmed me as the radio played a song that brought those almost forgotten memories rushing back. Then one by one, I saw several words vision in my mind as I ink them down... As clearly as yesterday's sun..

The First Musing...

Almost forgotten, fading memories
Came rushing back at the beacon of a song.
As subtle as the weakest ripple of a water drop
building momentum with every rhythm
gaining strength with every beat.

Suprising resilience such awakening brings
An overwhelming sense of nostalgia
And sadness and happiness and longingness
Oft ignore for the longest time
Suddenly liberated at full strength
Just for once... for a song...