Posted by: bhateram April 27, 2009
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baaaaang..
into pieces..
an utter moment of silence,
then follows a heartbreak, a catastrophe
which swallows
ur imaginations put into shape
ur emotions and repressions
that are desperate to come out
the solid form
of ur liquid thoughts, feelings that cannot be express any other ways
its like raising a child,
u never think u'll lose it
u cannot react or repent
its gone,
so is the connection u had..
the aftermath would be even worse
ur mind begs u
ur long repressed emotions torment u
they beg to be let free
u are helpless
ur imagination curses u
ur thoughts vaporize and u burn out
but
would u be able to make it again!
alas
(I wrote this poem when a clay sculpture of mind burst while I was baking it.
I had already grown a lot of connection with it. Life wont be the same again without it)
into pieces..
an utter moment of silence,
then follows a heartbreak, a catastrophe
which swallows
ur imaginations put into shape
ur emotions and repressions
that are desperate to come out
the solid form
of ur liquid thoughts, feelings that cannot be express any other ways
its like raising a child,
u never think u'll lose it
u cannot react or repent
its gone,
so is the connection u had..
the aftermath would be even worse
ur mind begs u
ur long repressed emotions torment u
they beg to be let free
u are helpless
ur imagination curses u
ur thoughts vaporize and u burn out
but
would u be able to make it again!
alas
(I wrote this poem when a clay sculpture of mind burst while I was baking it.
I had already grown a lot of connection with it. Life wont be the same again without it)