Saturday, May 27

True lies

Why laugh when we can cry?
Why hug when we can fight?
Why talk when we can hide?

Isn't it a far more potent state of being, to have your inchoate mind competing with a random heartbeat that threatens to get ahead of you as your fingertips burn in silence?
When the soles of your feet register each miniscule prick of dirt on the floor and your toes cramp in rebellion?
Can you feel your stomach churning deadly acids that lick its womb and worm its way up to your head through pale arteries choking back smoky tears?

Bloodrush is better than a rollercoaster high?
Frozen skin is better than a warm bath that will inevitably lose its ardour?
Flaming dreams are better than numb smiles?

Try and decode the bullets that shoot through your brain and explode in a kaleidoscope of images that make love to each nerve ending.
Fail, and the ghosts will kiss you.

Light obscures the nuances that darkness unfolds.
Joy kills the words that pain creates in effortless beauty.

Package an emotion in ribbons of fact and you have a gift no one will die for.
And the dead will never visit you again.

Who was it that said a pessimist is one who's scared of rain? Ah, Leonard Cohen.
And he claimed he's not one because he's soaked to the skin.

Make sense?

11 comments:

Prmod Bafna said...

absocurely!! pardon the word merge but that inkblot, is a wonderful piece :p i'm a total sucker for this fast paced writing style of yours.. its so much fun!! Cheers!! :)

Brood Mode said...

i love your stule. It's cryptic, it makes me think!

lovely!

Bohemian said...

when u go thru' pain, one evolves for the better, isn't it?

wonder wich part of ur brain comes up wid 'a better post than da previous' each time!

Shubhodeep said...

Bloodrush is better than a rollercoaster high?


love this post. great questions, better words.

Inkblot said...

pb:word merge nice, fast n furious better, thanks.

brood mode: welcome and thank you

bohemian: don't know much about pain, know even less about my brain...but thanks all the same :D

shubhodeep:thank you again

Anonymous said...

Yes. Makes total sense. What about a tag?

You got tagged ;)

mermaid said...

More than you know Inks...more than you know.

The sharpness of this post carves a pointed pencil that pokes the reader to pay attention.

Prerona said...

makes sense? perfectly. :D
running out of room in the hall of fame gallery! will need to revise and all taht :(

Inkblot said...

bb: makes sense to someone sanity starved...wow! not sure if i can do tags-will give it a shit perhaps.

mermaid: you metaphor maniac-thanks. No one does 'em like you!

prerona: thanks for the high praise- and you got too many people in there..all jostling for prime viewing space...:P

San said...

does anything ever make sense? *scratches head* no but yes but hmm

aria said...

"Flaming dreams are better than numb smiles?"

This made too much sense - I know rest makes sense too .. but I'm still thinking .. wud read again :D
It makes sense or not - each sentence reads beautifully .. hmmm

(was caught up in a meaningless argument elsewhere - sigh - missed some beautiful pieces here .. but I'm gonna read them all :) )