Emotions

Swimming in the waters of consciousness I seem to have lost direction Holding on to a concept of Dharma I follow the paths that appear Married to the necessities of life I try to stay Awake The mind holds me prisoner sometimes Only to enlarge my misery Am I to laugh at this world Or am I to cry for fate Do I live life to discover What paths will open up for me I have my wants and fantasies I cannot deny these thoughts I want to be happy with one and all Even though I 'know' I am Mirth in totality Give me the strength to open up Paths that seem to be hidden Give me the hope and knowledge To carry on the work of my destiny Let me laugh and cry and hold My wants and necessities And be unattached to anything At all times and places in this conscious fantasy I Hold your thought and presence In brief spells of clarity Only to be shrouded by the problems That haunt my faulty sensitivity Let me talk and dance and cry Along with the moods of the worldly And hold thoughts at all times O...

This disease holds me captive As Time speeds past me Like a drunk monkey Bit by a scorpions fury Into the abyss of silence I wish to dive To think and hold My rare thoughts divine While I rise from ths chasm This disease spreads again Hurting my every thought Holding me against my thoughts This ego, this lie This life in a bottle That rots and ages And dies in time What for this dream What for this life Crazed am I With this desire for light My ego, my disease Death to supreme Come to me My Lord Kaala, my everlasting Love I am yours Sat Chit Ananda

Eternity in a second Emotion in a bottle Life; is it in this body Philosophy and life Back to back like a coin This life is on a track Am i more important to me Or do i exist in He

This is not mine. Please visit the link below Incredible Post underneath those layers of resistence all that's left is the nakedness of our souls. pure. unfiltered. immensely personal and intricately simplistic. a fragment of truth in its most organic form. but with morter made of broken dreams and shattered hearts we brick ourselves from hurt. and although we secretly wait for that one person whom we will finally allow to break through, in reality we just sweep the ravages of beautific memories beneath the porcelin tiles of a million cold nights because we're ALWAYS short on love. i read somewhere that the hummingbird's heart is the size of a pencil eraser, yet they can fly more than five hundred miles without pausing! their hearts are built thinner and leaner to endure the insanity of such flight but when they come to rest they come close to death. yet, they fly, breathe, and live more passion in their short two-year lifespan than a two-hundred year old tortoise retreatin...

The thoughts from past Hold my mind As friends and foes Play their roles All these a dream No more I feel The past I cant change Just like my dreams Could I have done this Or something else Would I be someone In another place Do I want to be different Would I be better than this Thoughts from the past Are all that remain Am I this for what I know Or am I this because I am destined so I claim I dont care But why then these linger These thoughts of yore Change I want here and now The past is gone A dream well remembered Can I change the now without the past? The rain falls as usual A chaotic calm Forced by waters Churning around People wait like frogs Croaking and screaming Wanting to venture Into the snakes fangs Is this present because of the past Or is it what it is irrespective of time? Questions Questions .. no answer I know To stop my mind From its painful flow Can I not change the here and now? I conclude from the philosophies That the past is a dream A dream held in conscious mem...

Here i am, an entity In flesh and blood Sick and tired Of this mad rush for wealth Holding on to sanities chord I lie here waiting For the moment to dawn That moment.. I succeed Waiting, I see through This pin hole of a brain and stop for a second All thoughts of fame A glimpse, a ray of light When all around including i Fade into a screen of varied colours Life, a picture in motion A movie in time I see this world inside thee Om Nama Shivaya Sat Chit Ananda

Open skies, Talk to me You hang there for all to see What do you see from up above My mind lingers to know the Truth

HAd it on my pocket Diary. Came across by chance.. no dates Ye Mind, gather yourself Stand up and face This war of life Run towards this Truth of Life Fall not in the gutter of the senses Instead let the Nectar of Knowledge Pump through your heart Act Ye Mind Act in this heaven If you stop acting You perish in the Hell of Dullness ------------------------------------------ Where is the result Where is the loss Where is the person Who put it all Where is the Love Where is the fear Where is the joy in doing it all Ye Mind Listen! Listen to the silence And intuitively be the Truth You are the Truth Ye mind think And Ye shall dissolve in the Truth

This does no make sense! Posting it nevertheless! Who cares anyway Music Work Love Life Geting busy like a madman might Whats in for one man Seems too much for another.. Going on like a wind Dragging dust along Carrying a lot of thoughts No time to offload and dream Loving the change Loving the warmth Carrying on like a madman Like no other exists in these thoughts Time to stop Think and relax Break some rules To get back on Track How much longer This life would go Would my sense remain Or would they leave me and go? Right now I dont care I carry on!

Walk on water Sleep on ice Will men agree to disagree And let things remain nice I know not which is practical The former or latter Will men live to find out That love really matters..