25 February 2009

17 Colour

When some say red, they refer to the the red of hate.
When others say red, they refer to the red of love.
When I say red, I refer to the red of blood.

When some say blue, they refer to the vast blue sky.
When others say blue, they refer to the feeling of sadness.
When I say blue, I refer to the drowning in the sea of emotions.

When some say white, they refer to the white wedding gowns.
When others say white, they refer to the white of purity.
When I say white, I refer to the white of emptiness.

When some say black, they refer to the black of cool.
When others say black, they refer to the black of darkness.
When I say black, I refer to black rage.


Look and look again. Why is it that the answer is never hidden but never found?
Find your own truth in your own words.
Make your truth in another person's words.
This is my truth. The truth which lies to everyone. Thus perceived as truth by everyone.

15 February 2009

16 Broken

Feel the swash of the waves against your body.
Endure the heat of the sun burning your skin.
Your eyes are closed,
Your muscles relaxed.

You are blind to your surroundings,
Deaf to all the happenings,
Numb to all the pain,
Oblivious to all sensations.


You are broken,
Unable to function.
Your heart has stopped beating,
Your body has stopped twitching.

There is nothing you can feel,
There is nothing you can do.
You aren't dysfunctional,
You're broken.