Unrecognisable
The self
Getting tired
And need somewhere
To begin
One believe
One doing
One commit
Self inwardly
The order of being
Un-Fastening the button, hook, catch and clasp
Striping away the social fabric
Sheets of empty canvas waiting
To be painted
When there is nothing else to paint
i paint
As a believe
As a reminder
As a form of hope
This passionate commitment
Might change one being
And rejuvenate
This jaded mind….
5 comments:
like Joseph retreating in a well....
rest your weary mind
rest the body & soul
when u find the zest
paint the world
with one stroke &
that one stroke out of hell....
u really need to look for new "activity" lah bro :)
I guess so... am searching : ]
Yo my man,
Such bleakness or blackness remind me of this..
"i take a walk outside, i'm surrounded by some kids at play
i can feel their laughter, so why do i search
and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
i'm spinning, oh, i'm spinning
how quick the sun can, drop away
and now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
of what was everything?
all the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
all the love gone bad, turned my world to black
tattooed all i see, all that i am, all i'll ever be...
i know someday you'll have a beautiful life, i know you'll be a star
in somebody else's sky, but why
why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?" by Pearl Jam entitled Black
Shades
Hi Shades,
yes the 'pearl' black does cross my mind sometimes.. esp the last 2 lines : }
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