Time had changed..and it has changed again.

*FLASHBACK*

I woke up this morning to despair and pain,
Time had changed and it has changed again.
Its the absence of someone that once I could claim,
I’ve lost a battle, and its just me to blame.

I opened my eyes and saw nothing I did,
No walls, no windows or something to heed.
All I saw was a white expanse,
With a stormy wind,
Touching the surface of the land.

*PRESENT*

I shiver with cold and there’s no one for me to care,
I die in vain as a hundred people stare.
‘You love me – I know’, I said to myself,
But I’m lost in the snow, wrong again.

I keep looking for your love, your anger, your caress,
But all I find to cuddle, is your beautiful dress.
You gave me birth and despised me too,
Still deep inside, I’ll keep loving you.

*PREDICTS*

For now I’m a vagrant,
I’ve lost all my hope.
I see a ray of sunlight,
But there’s a long way to go.
‘An Eternal Life’ – I dreamed of years back,
So I’ll be living it now, and in the years ahead.

*PRESUMES*

I catch a glimpse of someone, someone is so true,
Got closer and nearer, that is when I found you.
Eyes as deep as the ocean, no more pain for you to feel,
Just the purest soul, whose come for me to heal.
No cold for my hands to shiver,
No hatred that pierces my heart.
Only the warmth of love for which,
I have waited from the start.

*FUTURE*

When I wake up this morning,
There is no despair, no pain.
No absence of someone,
I can still claim.
No battle to win or lose,
No one to blame.
TIME HAD CHANGED…AND IT HAS CHANGED AGAIN.

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Symphony Over Syphilis.

I must have caught many peoples attention just by the name of this blog. Curiosity is really a nut, or a type of inquisitive thinking that makes us nuts. Either way. Curiosity delivers attention. 

Rough times, tough times, difficult times. We have all sorts of names for a particular phase in our life which doesn’t work out our way. The modern notion, revolving around the very young and spontaneous people, suggests to deal with it in a very ‘bold‘ way. 

Break-ups. Family difference’s. Low self-esteem. Unhappy because of having no relationship or having one which is breaking in two like ‘The Titanic’, all point to one direction. Syphilis. HAHA! People who know about this theoretically or practically are going to see this very differently than the other.

The idea of hooking up is largely followed among my age group. This “therapy” is apparently effective, quickest, easiest yet not the safest. Though that doesn’t bring down the statistics. I don’t have very many people whom I call my friends. But mind you. I have each and every type you may not even expect. Ofcourse, I know a few of this homeland. And man are these people happy and satisfied!! Many of them continue with this just because they enjoy it. My take on this, unhygienic, a lil’ bit? Yea, but that is just me.

 Music, hmm. I like the sound of that! 😉 
The art or science of combining vocal or instrumental sounds (or both) to produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion. Sounds very smart, whereas the reality is very simple. 

The other set of people that I know, are something, close to like, er, weird? Be it a break-up, a dispute, financial issues, lost pencil, world war! Music is the archangel for them. The answer to all the problems. The epitome of solutions. The people who live in a parallel world, though they are physically present, their soul is taking a dip in Nirvana. Thanks to the Gods and Goddessess of music we are lucky to have, there is a whole platter, different genres which people choose to dwell on. 

The bright side of everything here is that everyone has a sense of escape. That doesn’t make one an escapist, but only makes life worth while. When we are running out of patience, friends, money, etc. An escape is the only medicine to survive. 

Our minds are tethered with every valueless thing and negativity that surrounds us. Its a pestilence, which wins every time we accept to lose. 

Symphony or Syphilis are just two of the many options we have to fight back. The choice though, is entirely ours! 😉

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