Saturday, December 15, 2007

LOST AND FOUND

LOST AND FOUND

Not all those who wander are lost;

- Those that stray the paths well-taken

Have done for a reason - to gain the most

Why then are they often mistaken?



Through the journey, many times, led astray

Following those who were equally blind

They learnt all of life's lessons the hard way

Walking all those roads that twist and wind.



The thorns might stab and prick,

And the wounds will bleed and heal,

Falling under many a treat and trick -

Everytime it hurts, they know that their hearts can still feel.



Out at sea, was when they knew -

That the waters lie both shallow...deep...

And calm and beautiful blue

Even as the storms above rant and weep.



Soon the darkness will clear,

And the struggle of the years will become worth it all.

The fears, tears and weary memories will disappear

They will walk on, grimly smiling, unafraid to fall...



BECAUSE NOT ALL THOSE WHO WANDER ARE LOST.....!

Thursday, December 13, 2007

REQUIEM...?

It flows through his veins,

The one thing that numbs it all

The memories, unforgettable moments,the smiles through the pains..

All untold, withheld; in each and every fall



Through each steep, drowsy step, so slow

Around the dark corners of his mind

Round and round the thoughts flow

The memories once locked away - now unwind.



The eternal darkness eats away the mortal sunshine

And the beauty slowly turns insane.

The Judges, jury and the Holy Ghost all stand in line

To roll the dice - his loss or gain.



His steps, slowly moving, trudging, falling

Letting the bittersweetness flow through his body still alive,

Slipping, awakening, the despair numbing -

Closer to killing his will to survive



The will to stop! to strive!

The unwilling stupor blinds him in a cloud..

The will to fight! to live!

His silent screams echo through, aloud.



His flailing hands get a hold

He sees the light, shining so bright

And the angels of whom, when young he was told

Lift him up - heart and soul, putting him right.



He knew what he was really made of now..

He knew his wasn't the darkness but the light so clear

He knew he'd only reap what he'd sow

And so he walked now, head held high, without fear...
 
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