Random rant.

Oh dont mind my outbursts.

 

Falling through a rainbow landing in ground level cloud, looking so soft, not so, just a ghostly ghastly trick one would suppose. Beyond or behind the eyes of love do you ever close your eyes so tightly into cracked time? Where the doves all fell with the weight of lead shot full of love? There you can see hate and betrayal and an unknowing battle with the please see me in the light of day, please, please, see me in the light of day! I am but a ghost of yesterday when the sun shone and these bones felt warm, but it sets it set and set are the tasks that brain the blood of a pagan land that claws to reality to survive and in the process that fades day by day into a corporate world of mans god necessity. Still the rhythm of the mixing clouds set us free, free to be, in their tears we are we are their tears, and forever we wait for our freedom. Feel their pain and ask are paths so clear in the harmony of one? Hidden in the dusts of everyday are they so clear? I think U2 said it best, “bullet the blue sky.” We are tired sick and heart weary, in this already dying world of humanity. With each and every setting sun, surely you must know it is tomorrow that depends on today not yesterday but TODAY.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

it is tomorrow that depends on today not yesterday but TODAY.''

'Seldom does a writer condense our life and our world in to
one paragraph, you seem to have done it very well.
At once the most vigorous and condemning of all the writes on
life. Exquisite analysis of humanity and the life we have created
around us.
Thank you !
----- Eagle Cruagh

Well stated.

I found that insight does come in a few words, in a crisp condensed matter. This is compact and deep. I will be dwelling on its values all throughout

[forfila]

Armada, I simply must add this to my favs.

The ending is so precise..."We are tired sick and heart weary, in this already dying world of humanity. With each and every setting sun, surely you must know it is tomorrow that depends on today not yesterday but TODAY."

That my friend has touched me in a way that not many pieces of writting ever have.

I love it,
I love you.

From,
Me

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

our past choices created our Today and we can change the future by our choices Today -- this rant cuts to the core of man and his wounded reasons, his heartless miseries where bird song and blue sky are outside the boxes of the buildings that necessity has made -- scurrying to their survival holes afraid -- dare to Love -- -- we are each strangers in eternity, the unbelonging ones immersed in an ancient ache of longing -- oh, but our Hearts know this, Love attracts Love, the secret of the kiss -- it seems crazy that Lovers seem to attract what they need for their Loving as if some wish fulfilling gem exists in their Hearts where even Time and Space unfolds so as to bring them the beloved -- no obstacles -- so the trick is to Love in Joy that which you want to become or whom you want to come to you -- a witchery where you fake it until by thinking of the beloved so often the Universe bends to your Joyous wish and delivers you up -- the secret of manifesting -- you become what you Love so Love up -- write on Armada, the Poet is often a vehicle of songs of longing the ones who look and look and dare to see, true Reality --

[poddar kushal]

this prosepoetry is excellent." Where the doves all fell with the weight of lead shot full of love?" is my personally favourite line.