September 25

Masks and Breaks!

Again there has been a break. A break in the writing. Again i have been sucked into the monotony of life, and forgot about the real me. The one that needs to and wants to write. Day in, Day out. I wake up , go to office. Do random stuff. Work sometimes, facebook the others. And come back home. Stay online a bit, go out sometimes. Sleep. And that has become the story of my life.
Of course, there are those times, when something big happens. Or something life changing happens, but in 2 days, i can get used to that too. What is wrong with me? What has happened to me? Have i become a slave to my job, the money that comes along with it?
I need to break-free again. I need to reinvent myself, as they say. And i took a step in that direction. By getting a copy of a book that can lead me on the path. Atlas Shrugged. I need to think a different thought. Not the usual, where do i eat, what time is the meeting, did she comment on my status stuff!
So well, why do i write again? What reignited the fire. A lot of things. A good day. Had fun, did kiddish things! Talked to friends! Found out some apparent truths. Let go of the notion, that i was beginning to like someone.
Masks are worn all day
A different one for different people
And to find out, no way
Only exposed when you see light!
And you tend to believe
Accept the reality that is shown
Until caught unawares, or shown the truth
Or till the cover is blown!
And today again i saw a mask
Taken off, Rather a cover blown
Digesting it, was a tough task
But in the end, you move on!

Again there has been a break. A break in the writing. Again i have been sucked into the monotony of life, and forgot about the real me. The one that needs to and wants to write. Day in, Day out. I wake up , go to office. Do random stuff. Work sometimes, facebook the others. And come back home. Stay online a bit, go out sometimes. Sleep. And that has become the story of my life.

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September 16

Autumn

From the window beside the gate
I can see Autumn walking in the sidewalk
The winter follows behind, cautiously
And i wait
As summer walks out my door
Autumn flashes a bright smile
A smile kind yet naughty
And i wait a bit more
And now its autumn which knocks
On the white door
Waiting patiently for its time
Which has finally arrived
Once again she looks at me
Her eyes glancing the mess
Of misery and anger left over,
Soothing me in her silent wind
She whispers in my ear
Be calm and be patient
I will sort your life
And things would be pretty again
And she holds me up in her arms
Soothes me with a song
While she clears away the pain
And roots out the misery
I fall asleep in her arms now
She paints the house happy
And there is hope flowing through the pipes
And then i feel low
I wish she wasnt so good
She comes, she clears
She takes away my pain
And each year passes away in a whirl
And all she does is in vain

From the window beside the gate
I can see Autumn walking in the sidewalk
The winter follows behind, cautiously
And i wait

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