A flood of emotions.
A stream of thoughts.
All at once.
Dynamic equilibrium.
But only for an instant.
Then you are drenched.Drained.
The bridge collapses.
The heart and mind part ways, like distributaries,
each thirsty, to meet again, at the sea of eternal knowledge.
The fresh air,its fragrance,
Awakens the soul.
Stirs the conscience.
Tranquility.
But only for an instant.
Then the air,now a compound of temptations, creeps in.
The filter breaks.
You become exposed.Permeable.
The soul loses you.
Or do you lose the soul?
A burning desire,
An ignited mind.
The heated air lifts you,
Above all else,
Above all others.
But only for an instant.
Then the flames lick you, your identity,
And you remain in this body nomore.
Where you live.
Where you die.
And where you gain everything in between.
The world.
Beautiful.Mysterious.Enchanting.
But only for an instant.
Then life takes over you.
You are lost,
Lost in its wilderness,
Searching for answers,
When they are all here,
All around you.
A gush of wind blows over your face.
Intoxicated thoughts.
The feeling of having conquered it all.
Tasting Ecstasy!
But only for an instant.
Then it blows you away, to a land unknown,
Until you find yourself again.
A stream of thoughts.
All at once.
Dynamic equilibrium.
But only for an instant.
Then you are drenched.Drained.
The bridge collapses.
The heart and mind part ways, like distributaries,
each thirsty, to meet again, at the sea of eternal knowledge.
The fresh air,its fragrance,
Awakens the soul.
Stirs the conscience.
Tranquility.
But only for an instant.
Then the air,now a compound of temptations, creeps in.
The filter breaks.
You become exposed.Permeable.
The soul loses you.
Or do you lose the soul?
A burning desire,
An ignited mind.
The heated air lifts you,
Above all else,
Above all others.
But only for an instant.
Then the flames lick you, your identity,
And you remain in this body nomore.
Where you live.
Where you die.
And where you gain everything in between.
The world.
Beautiful.Mysterious.Enchanting.
But only for an instant.
Then life takes over you.
You are lost,
Lost in its wilderness,
Searching for answers,
When they are all here,
All around you.
A gush of wind blows over your face.
Intoxicated thoughts.
The feeling of having conquered it all.
Tasting Ecstasy!
But only for an instant.
Then it blows you away, to a land unknown,
Until you find yourself again.
Comments
Sigh!...Yes, i must be going insane.
well, i can guess this is a good one..the only prob is im not able to understand the whole thing properly..i feel its pretty much like "Is life but a dream" by lewis caroll, i mean the contents...the only problem is i'm not able to understand if ur too good at english or im too bad at it..;-) but definately good work...
Beautifully written...u know these are the kinda things i wud like to read and then discuss with other people who write because these are the words that flow naturally from our thoughts in our minds connected to the heart of our lives...and even though it may not make sense soemwhere deep within u know it makes sense....am i making sense:P?
But nicely written...u are VERY VERY creative...got the talent of a writer of all forms...poetry, naration, story, memory encapturing...u've got it all..i applaude u...!!!
My comments are that it is deep and connecting if read carefully...and it is an outcome of thought-emotion outburst...
I think there is a slight misjudgement here. It is of no relevance as to how good/bad my english or your english is. Writing after all ,is a medium of liberalization, a way of bringing life to our thoughts, or for that matter, thoughts into our life!
The way you write, however it may be, ultimately defines its sole purpose of connecting with our thoughts. Keep up with your writing and ur writing style. Your doing a fine job!
Anonymous,
Yes, you make perfect sense. I'm glad you were able to connect to it.
I don't think i've yet earned the right to be called a writer in the true sense of the word, but thank you :-) !
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DECODED! ;-)