Lets be the chaos of the universe
let us dance amongst the wolves
let us sooth away the disaster
by being the disaster itself.
let us hunt down
our enemies like bloodhounds
let us rejoice in the grief
let the rain wash off the blood
and the tears
Come of mighty queen
let us ride into the disaster.
Let the sword of pain cut off the chains of
come oh mighty warrior let us ride into the darkness
never to return let us build the empire we dreamt alike
come let us battle disaster together….
let us ride onto victory
The word which always confused the mind and heart in an amazingly weird way.
What is solitude ? is it the separation from society and be one with thoughts and oneself. Or is it something else.
The state of total awareness I assume is solitude where one is one with his thoughts and can feel the words, sense the pain and tries to correct in a way. May be its my perspective.
Solitude they say is a dangerous trait , yes it is for when one becomes aware of thought process and starts to think rather than judging it is an dangerous trait for the sheep laugh at the knowledge of the wolf.
solitude all in all is a self realization tool for the silence of the mouth is balanced by the loudness the mind.
As everyone wants to change the world or self but a few take the step towards it, and solitude is one of the way to reach that goal.
It is standing out of the crowd and thinking by yourself and analyzing the information and then deciding the truth.
Solitude is a journey few chose and few are forced to take, for the noise outside can disturb the peace inside.
When one realizes nobody can save him other than himself that is when the actual state of solitude starts and one begins a journey into the darkness, a darkness worth getting lost in, a darkness worth being lurking around.
Solitude can be dangerous for when one realizes the potential hidden inside oneself it gives him the strength to block fellow beings emotions which is good in a way but the risk of losing humanity is always there for the sense of being happy with oneself is good if the touch of selfishness is not mixed into it.
But we as humans are selfish and sometimes its good to be selfish for the world at times needs an mirror to show the image of society. The world no longer needs a hero all it needs an monster to blame on and be the part of the heroic society.
truth be told solitude is simple being aware of the good bad and the ugly and still chose to be silent and not react towards any.
Cheers to life
to win is the target
to win takes a price
a price few are ready to pay
those who pay finally win..
For even success is greedy person of sorts..
cheers to life
As she hurt him, he sobbed about it
as the suffering deteriorated
then arose the sense of vengeance
only to realize that
it will only hurt him
seeing her in pain
so he swallowed the thought.
As he died daily inside by the fact
of not being able to
be with her
and that was her vengeance …..
Which she had on him
for love was lost and he was the bad guy
whom she once loved
its the pain which made him bad .
cheers to life
Borrowed, yes the idea is borrowed today rather the topic is borrowed. Had read a quote somewhere over the internet stating ” teach me how to break a heart so that i too can be the words in someones poetry” So the mind went for its walk down in memory lane.
So how does it feel to be the breaker than the broken ? does it feel good ? does it make one guilty to break a heart? does it feel awesome to read bout oneself in poems of the ones whom they broke.
Well may be that’s why the quote says asks to teach how to break a heart.
So can someone lend me the art, can someone let me borrow that art of breaking a heart and not feel a thing and just forget bout the one whose heart was broken.
let me borrow a cold heart
let me borrow a guilt free soul
oh let me borrow the morality
of a heart breaker
for my heart does not agree to
be that cold blooded.
let me borrow ignorance
let me borrow audacity
of forgetting someone
after giving them a lifelong memory.
Let me borrow a poem
and be the poem…
cheers to life
She was unique when he saw her,
she was unique when she left him;
for she still had his heart….
he lost uniqueness
in the glow of her uniqueness..
You taught that thoughts
can be a thought provoking emotion.
You thought that i wont
But you were and still are my only thoughts
that’s what i thought until
i woke up from the illusion of thoughts
cheers to life