Questions

I'm just a shadow,

Hidden behind the crowds,

For normal can't see me,

For we all hide something,

Something sinful to self,

For no one is without a past,

Some run from it,

Some love it,

Some stop,

Some just go on,

That's how things go,

Personal gains and greed will be there,

What is life?

Ask yourself

What is religion?

Is it a greed to have heaven or something else?

What are self morals?

Lost are all,

Everyone wanders around,

Some flow the flock in godly land,

Some choose their to live on their own,

For I love being a shadow,

Still there but not there. . . .

Lone

For u urself can handle that pain you bear with you for now,

No relief can be provided through others' words,

We all are alone at the end of the day,

Laying with self in pitch black darkness,

But who knows the inside hold much a darker side,

Surrounded by masked people who were forced to wear by society,

A bunch of narrow minded sheeps who think of themselves as shepherds,

For I will run free from these chains,

For I'm bounded to chains for now,

Waiting for my chance,

Everything or nothing people will still blabber,

For it is on ya to be in the herd or control it. .. .

A hallucinated memory

This one is from my childhood memories,
I was lying on bed down with high fever,
And had taken my medicine with water,
For now I waited for the journey of night to begin,

But  it was gonna to be different this time,
For time on the clock somewhere was,
Past the midnight and before the sunrise,
Me laying on the bed half dead and half alive,

For the journey had now begun,
And soon the hallucinations started taking place,
On the green wall to the left,
A path through forest emerged,
The sound of forest lingered through my ears,

Soon I heard a carriage with horses running past the trees of the forest,
And it traveled through the ether in the room,
The carriage ran through a imaginary path in the ether of the room ,
Looking like fine pink dotted line to line structure with a hint of sweet  smell,

Somewhat not similar to my nostrils,
With carriage stopping its run somewhere around 3 feet away from me,
The driver spoke some words to his mistress,
They some what sounded like "Mam,here is your horse",

And she descended from her carriage with her sweet smell flowed everywhere,
It made me a little dizzy or maybe its was from the effect from the medicine,
The mistress sure looked elegant,more properly like a princess to my eyes,
Mounting her ride,she galloped away back into the forest path through the imaginary path,
To where it came from into the imaginary path,

And with that her that sweet smell faded away,
And my eyes close for its run of the day,
Opening up with the morning rays,
For I could still remember it now,
Hallucination or what it was. . .

Good night

Sleepy dreams you may see,
For it wudn't last for long,
So close ya eyes,
To see this world,
Where everything soon ends,
Whether happiness,saddness or fantasy may take place,
Still it will go away,
For now the moon is hidden behind the clouds,
Breeze flowing for now,
Scattered are the clouds,

Dark as usualis the night,
Maybe evil or silent or both may travel with the night,
Wandered souls that yearn for that peace,
The owl having its usual conversation,
Still having its calming charm,
So good night to you,
For enjoy the show of the night. . . . .

Crap

It is all just a beginning for now,
For I just had a sip of it now,
And lot and lot remain to learn for now,
Crazier does the words get,
For mad mad the world gets,
The things we learn throughout life turns out to be just a illusion,
Those morals which learn turns out to be followed under ideal condition,
Truth gets you more punishments than lies,
Honesty never pays a honest price,
For in the end it is only the power & money counts,

Damn,and yet the society works on moral policing,
Lost are the morals of thyself,
For those goody things that you were taught were just hollow,
For at the end of the day,
There is always some hope in heart,
Don't know about others,
I live with that hope,
Hoping that this madness is no more. . .

^_^

Half awake

A half awake of me remains,
Looking at the windows,
At what it shows,
Laying back to back on the couch,
With my doggy at the door,
To enjoy the rainy time,
A inverter running fan,
A small red light on the switchboard,
And a myna sitting on a wire,
That as far as my eyes can go,
The rustling of the leaves of palm trees,
The water flowing through the pipes,
And the roaring clouds,
Everything providing a environment to relax,
Damn yeah, I like being lazy for now,
For this feel is awesome for now,
Maybe I should let my other half sleep,
So I'm completely asleep. . .