K A R - M A . A human being with incidental thoughts. No regrets from the past, living for today and planning for the future. A person who's lying beyond the ordinary range of perception, trying to respond to the inner conscious. Not knowing at times who am I? I keep searching for an answer.....
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
T o r n
I thought I saw a girl brought to life She was warm, she came around like she was dignified She showed me what it was to cry Well you couldnt be that girl I adored You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for But I dont know her anymore Theres nothing where she used to lie My conversation has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings fine Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn
So I guess the fortune tellers right Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light To crawl beneath my veins and now I dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed into something real Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn.
Theres nothing where she used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn
Yes Mr/Miss you are right in your own way. Each one to his own, if there was no illusion the world wouldn't have been what it is today. illusions do change into real, it's just a matter of time, of course ones perception and his mental ratio of getting things from illusion to the real world. Creativity also plays a major role. Anyways, this is life we got to work towards what we think is life and not to forget the happening around us. Life is about how you feel? It's just complicated not suffocating as you say with all the ups and downs. God bless you.
you know,i've been listening to this song for so many years now. every time i've heard it- on my ipod, in my car, i've thought what brought this song about in natalie's head? when she says i'm torn, what is she talking about?? could be so many things, at various junctures of life, at so many turns, i've related to this song. today, "lying naked on the floor", broken- can't help but think of that poor delhi-girl.
I am someone who is lucky enough to be alive. I had my share of good and bad things in the world, and still manage to mess up and upset others at times. I am apparently not a role model for others, I, as a human, wish to share my insight and my views about my life.
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emphasis: illusions never change into something real.
illusions are illusions.
real is real.
overpourings based on illusions are suffocating :(
Yes Mr/Miss you are right in your own way. Each one to his own, if there was no illusion the world wouldn't have been what it is today. illusions do change into real, it's just a matter of time, of course ones perception and his mental ratio of getting things from illusion to the real world. Creativity also plays a major role. Anyways, this is life we got to work towards what we think is life and not to forget the happening around us. Life is about how you feel? It's just complicated not suffocating as you say with all the ups and downs. God bless you.
Hey Srini, thanks for droppin' by on ma blog. N i luved this post. It's close to my personal story.. except the 'She' changes to 'He'! :)
Bravo! Very well written! I can't connect with the poem though!
Hey.. Just dropped by to say.. Nice blog.. Keep writting.. Best wishes..
kept well.... continue ur forward march yaar.....
Beautiful:)
Thanks for dropping in my blog:)
take care..
you know,i've been listening to this song for so many years now. every time i've heard it- on my ipod, in my car, i've thought what brought this song about in natalie's head? when she says i'm torn, what is she talking about?? could be so many things, at various junctures of life, at so many turns, i've related to this song. today, "lying naked on the floor", broken- can't help but think of that poor delhi-girl.
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