An Identity Washed by Sleight of Hands
And So I contemplate
In The Clockwork Silence of Infinity
The practice of Trade and Monies
I thought I was a Pro
But this was a Different Kind of War
I stay silent in the Shades of All that had been
Stolen, lost, Faded
Or May be there is Nothing that Ever Was
Placed in the Middle of a Web
Hired for Making a Ground for Graves
I should have Died with You
Saturday, August 11, 2007
The Grave
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4 comments:
well now you have switched gears to death. I see this one goes analogous with you resigning from your firm!!
but the last verse caught my eye...'hired for making a ground of graves, I should have died with yo.'
good job
We are not to decide when we die...for death is a progression of mind and soul, rather than the being.......
Death - well it is finite in physical terms...but the death is not only body....death of the soul, death of the person in u is a slow and gradual process, it starts from the day ur born, the good starts to die, slowly and steadily, the white gets grayer each passing second though as a body we grow.....
in that sense we die every second.... some part of us dies every second....
Read this -> will give you an idea of what i mean.... I dont really care whatever one calls it....
http://myfrozenfeelings.blogspot.com/2007/05/getting-naked.html
We are born pure, undiluted, uncorrupted, unsullied...and every day that purity in us dies..... that death is evolving, changing....
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