Birth of an Artiste

Socrates By Socrates, 6th Dec 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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These few lines are an attempt from my side to somehow express that how and why a pain and grief laden person sometimes bring those pearls of noble thoughts and expressions.

The lost thought

Beneath that blackout where i bury those ruins of my sorrow, those burns of my sins, those storms of guilt resting my tired destiny for a while. I lost a thought of mine to these poachers.

They took away the last leaf from the noble woods i was once robinhood of. Those memoirs cry out loud of the curse i was tied to. These poachers sucked the marrow of my life I can't even seek for my lost thoughts.

The fright of a stale soul has wrecked me in and out. The grief i had before gave me legs of hope, hope to overcome, which somehow made me the part of the spirit. But now i have this drought of noble thoughts, this strange looking destiny which was once a mirage in the desert.

Struck by the wind of identity crisis i am seeking for a caravan, I want to wander into those woods again hoping those lost entities will stick to me or recognize there creator. But i am still breathing in vain. My whole life seems to have become a quest now, going no where.

I have become so obsessed with myself that i am resting in the shade of my own shadow. I am holding that pen in my hands for ages but not a drop of ink have been carved on paper.

There is only one way left now, I have to chase those poachers again. I have to let those delusions grind me again fighting for the lost. But they are ruthless killers, they can smell my blood laden body. I have to only wait i guess.

The weather of the woods is changing again, I am feeling heavier but i am familiar with the curse. Its time to stand up now, for my lost expressions. This tussle will define my life now. The ink of that pen seems to be taking shapes of my thoughts now. Maybe an artiste is about to born now.

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author avatar Retired
7th Dec 2011 (#)

The best way to combat what you are going through is to never give up hope. Each time you keep revisiting the problem you will learn something more from it and when you find there is no more use in learning things from it you will walk away from it.
It is those experiences that you go through that help you create, recreate and co-create many different forms of expressions that finally help you make your life worthwhile.

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author avatar Emanuela
7th Dec 2011 (#)

That was beautifully said!

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
7th Dec 2011 (#)

You have to edit it as you used I without capitalization in many sentences.

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author avatar Neha Dwivedi
17th Dec 2011 (#)

inspiring Ashutosh...

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author avatar Songbird B
30th Dec 2011 (#)

This was so beautifully and sensitively written...Just a lovely read...

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