when i was born
i was a white
pure, serene, spiritual white
then came the layer of blue
unconditional love , blue
it was streaked by green at some places
jealous, envious, competitive green
i turned my search to one
and put a layer of mauve
strokes of red in happiness and grey in sadness followed
slowly...gradually....the hue is turning black
soot of experiences and baggages
anger, frustration, losing battles, battered dreams, crushed hopes
covering all the other layers
rendering them meaningless....
my canvas is soot black
i dont know where to begin
how to clean
how to go to white
which painting to make ?
This blog is dedicated to the most critical factors of my existence and being, my parents and my sisters..especially to my younger one..thanks for everything Dolls..
I have not even attempted to put in words what i hold deep in my soul and existence for ONE MAN to whom i owe it all.. though i was born out of my mother's womb, my psychological and spiritual birth's fountainhead lies in him .. my FATHER - my God, my strength, my reason of existence... my alpha and my omega...
Sunday, May 9, 2010
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Hmmm..intresting I should say.
ReplyDeleteMay peace be with you!
Best Wishes ,
Passer BY
Jesus says he'll wash it all away and we can start anew. So don't go backwards, just forwards. Start new and even though those black strokes will still sneak in there once in awhile but try and make them just part of the landscape not the main part of the picture/life.
ReplyDeleteYou'll do it girl. Pray, ask and you shall reciever. The Lord loves and cares and will wash your sins away and make your heart brand new.
Have a great and blessed day today. Take care.
Nice poem, tho' I don't quite like sad poems.
ReplyDeleteHope everything's good.
(I've changed the name of your blog in my blogroll to "In Search of One" from "Flying High." Hope you'll stick to this name :-p)
Passerby - thanks for the wishes
ReplyDeleteJulie - thanks for the input...really helped :) HE is my strength
:) you dont have to be so polite ... yes even i dont like sad poems always...but this blog is my diary..so ..sometimes i need to ventilate...about the name bit ... feel free to use anything that you like :) thanks for reading again - i might be cyclothymic..so the swings
Scrub. Scrub all you can. Render the soot meaningless. It'll dissolve. Focus on all you are, all you have been. I'll say a prayer for you. If it helps, cry a bit. Just a bit. Watch a comedy. you'll see the soot dissolve faster. Here's to some happiness!
ReplyDeleteawesome warrior girl...SCRUBBING is all i need....awesome..thanks for the insight. :)
ReplyDeleteu r a rainbow....all colour in one....all within you...all pure and innocent...:)
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