Monday, January 21, 2013

Panoramic Sailings .

Took Me a Long Time Coming Back Here . Life has changed . Job , Place , People , everything has changed . Been an eventful time . But everything is transitory. Sometimes I feel like being on a flight with numerous stops and transits but unknown destination. It's alright , I am not complaining .

Panoramic Sailings 


You know , its not about me ,
The world is there and the world will be ,
I am just a deserted existence ,
roving away with lonely winds .

I never cared to where I land ,
Lifted in a breeze or thrown on burning sand.
Everything seems wrong , and everything seems right .
Mood  of the day if it's gloomy or bright.


Let me try to read some pages ,
Or tear them apart in tiny pieces ,
When the sense of  word is lost in its meaning ,
The faith can't stop the hideous grieving .

The chain got stuck somewhere when rolling ,
My hands got black to set it moving ,
Dark cloud's came growling , to scare me up
Unknowingly they washed the filth away.

Life is not a sin , so don't believe what they say .
Cry if you like , but don’t wash your tears away
Let them flow  freely and enjoy their bid to freedom
But after they leave , don’t think of that reason.





I see the circles , which-ever way I look ,
Coming across to things, I have already crossed .
Whatever I say , I am still going around ,
booming and dooming , it's an  amazing playground .