Tuesday, 15 July 2008

  • SOMETIMES I THINK, BELIEVE AND WONDER...

     

    Sometimes I think

    to fictionize myself

    as that trendy girl

    making my life

    little bit daedal

    little bit elemental

    sometimes I feel

    to vomit out complexity

    believing mystery is what

    you love to solve.

    The inquisitive mystery in

    my vibrant lipstick

    my blackish mascara

    or the pinkish blusher.

    with me in salacious dress.

    Sometimes my heart

    makes me to believe

    innocence can never

    give birth to mystery.

    Simplicity cannot shout

    for it is always confined

    in some rigid walls of mind.

    May be I hold somewhere

    some misleading, absurd,

    foolish and adulterated

    definition of ‘innocence’ and ’simplicity’.

    Everyone shouted

    to change, to adapt to be a

    pixyish, whimsical woman.

    I tried and grossed out

    “I have to change to get love”

    But that was not easy

    not because

    my trail was not vigorous

    but because

    I have started to think

    “How I will hold the end?”

    They can make me to learn

    the game rules

    and how to play

    creating mysterious mystery.

    But I am the only one

    to end the game.

    For I always feared void, end,

    the end - beginning of nothingness.

    For I always love to play the game

    with my heart and my soul. 

    I will be the loser

    in both the ways. 

    Sometimes I think,

    If I give my hand to you,

    You will surely hold it

    not because you want to hold it for life

    but because you want to help me

    to cross the road.

    Sometimes I wonder

    ‘crossing the road’ is

    far better and simpler

    than creating the mystery to seize you!

    ~nidhi

Comments (8)

  • llibra

    Hold on to the wonder and just be yourself, who else can you be?  But I think you already know that. 

  • poetrybox

    You gave me the thrill of reading after long long day... thanks a lot for this wonderful work.... I mean it

    The Signature Of A True Human Is The Smile He/She Brings On The Face Of Others.
    LonelyPoet
  • Island_Concierge
    You're awesome!

    Awesome!!! I agree~keep being your beautiful self!!!


    I love reading your writings!!!


    Thanks terrifically for stopping by ~Dear Writer...it is always delightful to have you stop in!!! Forgiveness is a beautiful thing!!!


    (((Angel Hugs & Love Across The Miles...)))~The Island Concierge~.

  • portiajules

    Beautiful poem..thanks for sharing it with us
  • DysonianEyes
    Lots of Love

    Each of us can wear ( many of us anyway) many masks...To a point it serves a purpose..for the greater good of S/self..and others...but someone


    once told me that it is what we do ...how we think...what we think about doing...when we are all alone ..that is Who We Are...Really..


    If we do not like what we see ( too many masks in the corner )? or what semantics really mean to us..( to me simple means elegant and very mysterious/ innocent means total potential for whatever area one is innocent in) ..to me the most mysterious is simplicity..the scariest is innocence.......Real innoscense is not dull..it is "a potential for learning" ..whatever..it is..


    .As a mirror looking into Our own mystery...or our void ..Some people love to be the ones to relieve another of their lack of awareness..in any area...


    The mystery then is not the innocent one..it is the way the Other chooses to teach....and how they will respond...( in any area of learning)


    As young women..we learn to become "roles" to attrack others..sweet...passive..rough..'one of the boys" ...gurly girl....tomboy..seductress..enchantress...The organizer..the nurturer..Our Roles..Ultimatly cannot define us...We are something More..than the sum of all the roles....masks...and parts we play in this stage..called life...Teachers..Mistress...submissive..switch..all the masks...


    Our Core...is I believe..what we think about..how we behave and the emotions ..thoughts....plans..that are left...when all the roles and masks are laid aside..and we have no One else to impresse..punish...serve or desire..but..What Is Within...


    I disagree that we all should just "be ourselves" ...and not care about others.....some people are unkind..cruel and / or mentally ill/ violent/....they may need to play a role until healed...for everyones safe keeping..


    One person told me a very ill person was "One Sick F**k" then added.."But they don;t hold a candle to what is inside of me"...I have never seen all of that darkness ....I sense it is deeply dark and know it must be very hard to hide it..most of the time.....They do well..to them...I would Never say...for example.."Just Be The Real You ..no matter what anyone else thinks"...for them ..that would not be safe..nor for others around them...


    Darkness becomes less dark each time light is shed upon it...it can be transmuted..into a healthier Core....I expect that friend will come fully into the place of healing in about ten years...until then.."masks have a place" ....


    great write as always..>>dySe<<


  • a_young_loner

    great poem...and you really got such a good word power....!


    i gotta look into the dictionary for a couple of words...


    This poem does exhibit a lot from your inner heart and soul....


    I wish and believe that love does good for you !


    Take care...


    God Bless You!
  • Riding_Hood

    "To cross the road..."  That line speaks to me.


    I think this is a marvelous poem.  It reaches to one's


    inner self.  You have great beauty and perception within you.


    I thank you for your kind words and prayers.   I'm hanging in there


    but as to healing, I don't believe we've reached that goal as yet.


    Hugs, R. Hood/sunsetheart
  • Sannya

    Nice poem. :)


    Hope you had a good day, my friend.

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