
My no good reason..
No reason for joy, no courage for fear
No hope dying, no living in fear
No thoughts to absolve, no voice longing my ears
just a placid mortal, switching gears
Between a bridge to juncture
amongst the moments
that stray all thoughts,
driving me there
I drive down
the road less traveled
to pull out what I
once sought ..
A land not found within,
where wishes are no yesteryears
A place not far to reach
if traveling is a solution to all fears
There ain’t no reason why
no reason why things are this way
Its how they've always been
and for all I know, they intend to stay
If I could I would but I can't explain
why we live this way, we choose to
we do, everyday
Saints and sinners praying
and pledging their way
morgues and synagogues
ensembling their stakes.
In the world without retakes
the power of belief
can bring alive many a things
seemingly fake ..
The old and new, the grimaced and
the undead
All longing for the basket,
knowing not, they taste the same
A pigeon on the window with a broken wing,
waiting for his swansong, his turn to sing
and a prowling cat insensitive to his plea
No reason, none to defer the logic today
Just to have it taken away.
People walk around and keep walking away
turn to glance whats left behind
and walk faster to leave it at bay
Does everything between
life and death matter
if they decide the fate of everything anyway?
Every little heartbeat and
every inch of life in the breath,
If its reason enough to make
us do what we calling living everyday?
To walk with logics dangling on the razors edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred
with weapons that never let the pain tread
It could be a bomb, a bullet or a pen
Oh mighty heart, it hurts
when you know, why you must begin..
Love will show us the reason, they say
Bah, humbug! the four word slayer
will take all that we build each day
and step, all the way
take it all away
No reason I see why that should ever be
There ain’t no reason why,
no reason why things are this way
Its how they've always been
and for all I know, they intend to stay
Everything that comes
before you could call
and everything else
that never came that way
Some things never change
A change for example
could do with one right away
A sweet word to blasphemise
the truth and renounce
disbelief, protruding menace
subtly anyway
The comfort of the air
or the feeling of firm footing
emanating from absence of a being
would I care to write if
I'd not stop for you to ponder and think
and yet I know
right here it'll lie ..
I search for meaning to these things,
thoughts that I refuse to let go
I search for memories
that I know someday
will hinder my flow and
every reason that may exhibit
affinity to life
will make memory loaded with years
those lived back, and forth in arrears ..
There ain’t no reason why,
no reason why, things have to weigh
so high on our scales
that life loses its play
Its how they've always been
and for all I know, they may still stay
until a no good reason comes
and makes it go away ...
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