Mirage

Life ~ Mirage
~ A wasted illusion right from the start.
~ Hopeless romanticism of a hopeful heart.

Though the former is reality, I choose to live by the latter.

Friday, February 13, 2015

Somya, do it.


Swimming against a high tide
No matter what strength you muster
you'll be swept away
Try all you want
there's always more water,
more tides you have to overcome
Mastering the ocean, are we?
Single-handedly?

Underestimating the mighty ocean
and overestimating your tiny self
Not knowing, not realizing
the ocean relents to those
who bear relentlessly, its lashes
again, again, time and again

It can get cruel, the ocean
unforgiving, and unfair
overbearing, the mighty ocean
Your cries, your fights
will hit deaf ears,
for the ocean has no use for
petty cribbings

Many come with puffed-up egos
Get burnt by the harsh waters
Die, defeated, debris
and that's how the shores are made

To reach to the center and
dance in tornadoes
you need to be tough
and keep swimming
one more lap
and another

You had a dream you said?
Then what the hell are you tired of?
Buck the f*k up!



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