Sunday, December 1, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Falling in the air ~ Version 2.0
Where are you, i need you the most.
Without you I am forever lost
This distance, it enrages my thirst
Call it need, desire, love or lust
Inflamed by you, the fire burns
Feelings unveiled by two little demons
Telling me what to do in turns
One knows and the other learns
With them, I spend every moment
Everything fades, becomes insignificant
Nothing but you remains important
Give up everything this instant
Cease to exist in an illusion
Which no longer serves my delusion
I long to be a part of your emotion
Make you a part of my expression
You haunt my thoughts, my dreams
My love for you is a silent scream
In the dark void, you are a gleam
and I am closer, than I seem
- Salman
Without you I am forever lost
This distance, it enrages my thirst
Call it need, desire, love or lust
Inflamed by you, the fire burns
Feelings unveiled by two little demons
Telling me what to do in turns
One knows and the other learns
With them, I spend every moment
Everything fades, becomes insignificant
Nothing but you remains important
Give up everything this instant
Cease to exist in an illusion
Which no longer serves my delusion
I long to be a part of your emotion
Make you a part of my expression
You haunt my thoughts, my dreams
My love for you is a silent scream
In the dark void, you are a gleam
and I am closer, than I seem
- Salman
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Overwhelmed with Life !
The joy,
I feel.
In my heart,
is real.
I'm so glad,
that we met.
your being,
I have felt.
Felt so much,
I lost control,
over my feelings,
over my soul.
You loved me,
for being me,
let myself be,
I felt so free.
You gave me strength
when I was weak.
You were the wings
under my feet.
When I flew higher
than I could.
When I lived harder
than I would.
When I didn't do
what I should.
Crawling in darkness,
seeking the light.
Living in a place
called time.
Connecting moments.
Falling in line.
In moments
this life unfolds.
They say we are
arriving somewhere.
but not here
Don't know where
and honestly
I don't really care.
My heart tells me
you'll be there.
I feel.
In my heart,
is real.
I'm so glad,
that we met.
your being,
I have felt.
Felt so much,
I lost control,
over my feelings,
over my soul.
You loved me,
for being me,
let myself be,
I felt so free.
You gave me strength
when I was weak.
You were the wings
under my feet.
When I flew higher
than I could.
When I lived harder
than I would.
When I didn't do
what I should.
Crawling in darkness,
seeking the light.
Living in a place
called time.
Connecting moments.
Falling in line.
In moments
this life unfolds.
They say we are
arriving somewhere.
but not here
Don't know where
and honestly
I don't really care.
My heart tells me
you'll be there.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Friday, October 11, 2013
Where i exist
Sometimes
I wonder
where I
came from.
Sometimes
I forget
where I am
and see
where I am
going
It is the
remainder
of time
where I exist
not caring about
past or future.
I wonder
where I
came from.
Sometimes
I forget
where I am
and see
where I am
going
It is the
remainder
of time
where I exist
not caring about
past or future.
In the end it is going to be alright.
In the end
it is going
to be alright.
Any path
you choose,
you will
be fine.
Make sure
your heart
is free,
that there
is no fight.
What has
to happen will.
There is no
wrong or right.
Make peace
with your past,
you have
a long way
to go.
You can not
go far
with the
burden of
guilt and remorse
in your heart.
There is
always a way
if you choose
to have one.
Find it,
face your demons.
Strip yourself
of all labels
and values
pasted on you
by the World.
Stand naked
in the face
of nothingness.
Realize that
you will know,
even if nobody
else does.
Recognize
the existence
of the soul.
Speak.
Communicate.
Connect.
Everything relates.
You will see
as you go along.
Just keep moving.
In the end
it is going
to be alright.
it is going
to be alright.
Any path
you choose,
you will
be fine.
Make sure
your heart
is free,
that there
is no fight.
What has
to happen will.
There is no
wrong or right.
Make peace
with your past,
you have
a long way
to go.
You can not
go far
with the
burden of
guilt and remorse
in your heart.
There is
always a way
if you choose
to have one.
Find it,
face your demons.
Strip yourself
of all labels
and values
pasted on you
by the World.
Stand naked
in the face
of nothingness.
Realize that
you will know,
even if nobody
else does.
Recognize
the existence
of the soul.
Speak.
Communicate.
Connect.
Everything relates.
You will see
as you go along.
Just keep moving.
In the end
it is going
to be alright.
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Monday, July 22, 2013
Poem to the Self
Dive into a river, swim upstream.
There is always something,
that is yet to be seen.
Don't stop, don't rest.
Keep going, keep moving.
Change is a part of our gene.
Every second, every minute,
there's a moment and i'm in it.
I don't stop till i'm finished.
My purpose not just to win it
but to break all the limits.
- Salman
There is always something,
that is yet to be seen.
Don't stop, don't rest.
Keep going, keep moving.
Change is a part of our gene.
Every second, every minute,
there's a moment and i'm in it.
I don't stop till i'm finished.
My purpose not just to win it
but to break all the limits.
- Salman
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
The Run
How fast can i run
when i have nothing
to run for or from.
How far can i run,
if i have no place
to reach to
or leave from.
How long will i run,
if i don't want to anymore.
when i have nothing
to run for or from.
How far can i run,
if i have no place
to reach to
or leave from.
How long will i run,
if i don't want to anymore.
- Salman
Monday, April 8, 2013
A boy called Silence
Here's a song
about a boy,
a boy who
once was
not so strong.
Always swinging
between reality
and dreams,
seeing day dreams
in nightmares,
seeing the light
and carrying on.
One day
that light
was gone.
He was lost,
but kept strong.
Floating in the wilderness
of the mind,
trying to fill
empty spaces
in his life.
Searching restlessly
through the gaps
of the heart
strength to survive.
such pain,
that would
wake you up
angry and irritated
A fire,
so hot,
it burns a hole.
At the center of body,
at the heart of soul.
He walks, walks
and walks again
and then just
a little more after that.
He walks
not listening
to people that talk.
Because he's a slave
to his heart.
Living each breath
like it's his last.
This boy
who once was
not so strong.
danced in joy,
lost in happiness
spoke words
that meant
nothing but madness
Lived a life
and still does
live on.
If he was
so weak and wrong,
why is he
still writing this song ?
about a boy,
a boy who
once was
not so strong.
Always swinging
between reality
and dreams,
seeing day dreams
in nightmares,
seeing the light
and carrying on.
One day
that light
was gone.
He was lost,
but kept strong.
Floating in the wilderness
of the mind,
trying to fill
empty spaces
in his life.
Searching restlessly
through the gaps
of the heart
strength to survive.
such pain,
that would
wake you up
angry and irritated
A fire,
so hot,
it burns a hole.
At the center of body,
at the heart of soul.
He walks, walks
and walks again
and then just
a little more after that.
He walks
not listening
to people that talk.
Because he's a slave
to his heart.
Living each breath
like it's his last.
This boy
who once was
not so strong.
danced in joy,
lost in happiness
spoke words
that meant
nothing but madness
Lived a life
and still does
live on.
If he was
so weak and wrong,
why is he
still writing this song ?
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Friday, January 18, 2013
Untitled
A vision of a moment in the life of a young girl,
a feeling captured
eternally.
A moment so still yet
so restless.
The battered and
bruised soul longs freedom.
Bound by her own
roots, she feels helpless,
gives in, but the spirit inside survives.
The soul rages with
life and a dream to fly.
A hope to feel what
it is like to be free.
Thoughts filled with uncertainty of life.
Holding on to something dear, it is not hope.
Not pain, not love either, just a memory.
A memory so dear, that
it liberates her from herself.
A memory of a time, that gets her through what isn’t in
control.
Embracing the fate, letting the illusions shatter.
She holds on as if dear life is all that matters.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Fantasies of Love
Tonight, you lay next to me.
Holding my arm as you sleep.
Getting closer as you breathe.
I can feel your heartbeat.
I can see your eyes dream.
Lost in this fantasy,
Of a love that shall never be.
I wonder if i will ever feel.
A feeling so true and real
I beg the moment to stand still.
It never listens, never will.
Leaving back just a memory.
One moment in all the galaxies.
When there was nobody.
Just you and me.
Holding my arm as you sleep.
Getting closer as you breathe.
I can feel your heartbeat.
I can see your eyes dream.
Lost in this fantasy,
Of a love that shall never be.
I wonder if i will ever feel.
A feeling so true and real
I beg the moment to stand still.
It never listens, never will.
Leaving back just a memory.
One moment in all the galaxies.
When there was nobody.
Just you and me.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Metaphysical Solipsism
What is it
that makes
us smile
when we look
at a baby ?
Is it that
we know,
that a
baby knows
something that
we have
long forgotten.
It is
that feeling
that only
we exist.
The feeling
that the world
is a part
of our mind.
The feeling
that we are
one with
all that
there is.
That our
thoughts are
the only thing
that is real.
How can
we know
if the
joy and pain
we get from
physical experiences
is any different
from the
emotional experiences.
We have
all felt
that way
but life
goes on.
We saw.
We feared.
We loved.
We cried.
We lived.
We learn.
We tried.
We failed.
We won.
We separated
ourselves, unknowingly.
So now
we stand
all alone
not knowing
right or wrong.
In these
lonely realms
of our minds.
It may
seem naive,
stupid and ignorant.
Call it
wishful thinking
if you may.
So what ?
Everything is
an illusion anyway.
Keep your
world close.
Keep it
for the ones
you love.
For all those
who could
never relate.
For all the
victims of
fear and hate.
For everyone
who chose life
as a topic
to debate.
Keep out those
who lack empathy
and remorse.
Keep out
the hypocrites
and liars.
For when
you know that
danger is real
but fear isn't.
Embrace indulgence
of the soul.
Be aware
but most
important of all,
be bold.
that makes
us smile
when we look
at a baby ?
Is it that
we know,
that a
baby knows
something that
we have
long forgotten.
It is
that feeling
that only
we exist.
The feeling
that the world
is a part
of our mind.
The feeling
that we are
one with
all that
there is.
That our
thoughts are
the only thing
that is real.
How can
we know
if the
joy and pain
we get from
physical experiences
is any different
from the
emotional experiences.
We have
all felt
that way
but life
goes on.
We saw.
We feared.
We loved.
We cried.
We lived.
We learn.
We tried.
We failed.
We won.
We separated
ourselves, unknowingly.
So now
we stand
all alone
not knowing
right or wrong.
In these
lonely realms
of our minds.
It may
seem naive,
stupid and ignorant.
Call it
wishful thinking
if you may.
So what ?
Everything is
an illusion anyway.
Keep your
world close.
Keep it
for the ones
you love.
For all those
who could
never relate.
For all the
victims of
fear and hate.
For everyone
who chose life
as a topic
to debate.
Keep out those
who lack empathy
and remorse.
Keep out
the hypocrites
and liars.
For when
you know that
danger is real
but fear isn't.
Embrace indulgence
of the soul.
Be aware
but most
important of all,
be bold.
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