Journey of Life - Who am I?

Shaunak By Shaunak, 31st Aug 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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Life is Magic and horror. It’s walking to the edge and being led back, and then again your head starts to reel with the memory of it. A collection of Random Rantings and Poems


Life- It is Magic and Horror. At the end of it you gaze back and remember the tyranny fate seemed to unleash on you in youth.

In Childhood
Every alternate moment u want to die, u crumble. Every second of that existence a merging kaleidoscope of 1000 emotions of despair, wonder, bliss, pain, love, confusion, hatred, ambition and total utterly complete madness.

This age.
You come to love it and not wanting to ever change from the state of chaos.
You sensualize it calling it Sweet Anarchy.
Sweet pain. Great madness.
Addicted to madness.
You immortalize your madness.

Violence, Hatred and Heartbreak

The Cranberries drive into your head the wars, violence, love and heartbreak.

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken.
But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family
In your head, in your head they’re crying.
They’re dying, . . . .

There is hatred in this world.
There is love that mocks barriers.
Endurance emerging from faith,
violence causing insomnia.
Tears of joy..... euphoric kisses
Diverse stories ending the same end.

No time for anyone

At times, it is all about uncaring enjoyment.
You think about the other side of the moon
and smile, coz nothing ever matters, really.
Reality is a haze, absent and invisible
in your reality-shielded eyes.
It’s a fantasy, a game
of addiction and dreamy rendezvous.
You dream as much as you breathe,
not a moment devoid of fantasy…
drumbeats pound in your head
all hours of day and night.
There is superman, lovergal and villains.
There are gunshots somewhere
between your brain and your ears.
There are heroes and battle,
dust and blood hiding the mother’s tears.
No place for family or medicines.
bullets for your valentine
and swords and trophies to claim.
House guests come and go
let them die whatever, whatever.

Who am I?

Storms, lightening and ballistic missiles
carve in the roof around your reptilian world.
Slow, swinging, menacing blares of the
bass guitar and you stand Alone.
The music flows swishing its own path
around the being that is you.
What is me?
Who can say what is me? Human!
Much More, I Roar.
Much more than blood and bones.
What is me? Dare you ask me now?
Scream , scream and ROAR.
You stand Alone and you roar to the world.
It’s your time. Time to be wild,
to look at the sky and the horizon and
realize it’s within the range
of the Thunder in your vocal chords.
Why are they cryin?
There’s nothing out there to cry for.
You’re alone and you stand tall.
An orgasmic bliss is surging through your body.
Where has the Creator gone?
and the Artist?
But I know who I am.


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Hi, i am Shaunak. I am a Technology freak who loves writing Poetry and Short stories. I also write about movies, music, business and anything that i find interesting.

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author avatar David Reinstein,LCSW
31st Aug 2012 (#)

Each of us is all of it....

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author avatar Samridhi55
31st Aug 2012 (#)

Nice Page, even though i understood only 80% of it :)

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author avatar Teila
31st Aug 2012 (#)

Life isn't for the timid lol Great read!

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author avatar Sukriti
4th Sep 2012 (#)

Nice and unforgettable poem

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