A three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight..
Beneath a vicious square root sign ?
I wish instead I were a Nine..
For nine could thwart this evil track,
With just some quick arithmetic..
I know I'll never see the sun,
As 1.7321..
Such is my reality,
A sad irrationality..
When,hark,just what is this I see ?
Another square root of a three..
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply..
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer..
We break free from our mortal bonds,
And with a wave of magic wands..
Our square root signs become unglued,
And love for me has been renewed..
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
CATASTROPHICALLY RETARDED
I cannot take this anymore..
when love is no more a cure..!
kill those feelings which are pure..
won't get love..
thats for sure......!
fact is that No one cares..
they damn care if I drown..
in the pool of tears....!
To find myself again..
in the world of illusion..
Left with the hated fantasies..
thats the only conclusion...!
Creativity in me is at the last stage..
like a handicapped mammal dying in a burning cage....!
My Metamorphosis..
Led to solace..
Ask me whoz stripped to the soul..
Struggling to find a hidden place..!
The pain of mine is so high..
wish to sit alone and cry....!
when love is no more a cure..!
kill those feelings which are pure..
won't get love..
thats for sure......!
fact is that No one cares..
they damn care if I drown..
in the pool of tears....!
To find myself again..
in the world of illusion..
Left with the hated fantasies..
thats the only conclusion...!
Creativity in me is at the last stage..
like a handicapped mammal dying in a burning cage....!
My Metamorphosis..
Led to solace..
Ask me whoz stripped to the soul..
Struggling to find a hidden place..!
The pain of mine is so high..
wish to sit alone and cry....!
My struggle for sanity....!
I am struggling; I climb and then I fall.Lofty to lowly, my thoughts encompass all.On borderline Schizophrenia, I tread,I've multiple perceptions within ONE head!My highest self sees my lower thoughts with disdain.There are opposing viewpoints within ONE brain!Suppressing those intruders bringing ill-ease;Those negative thoughts that are spreading disease.Trying to fight off thoughts that are plaguing my brain;Ego-based invaders that make me insane.I'm organizing my 'many-a-viewing'and sorting through heads of 'truth-misconstruing'.It's a 'refurbished mind' that I'm trying to invent.'A more expansive caring' is my intent.Attempting to 'brainwash' my 'brain-dirtied' mind;Cleansing 'conditioning' learned from humankind.Living my 'highest of heads' seems the best wayto approach the dawn of each brand new day.Keep in mind that I'm 'normal' just like you.We all have psychiatric work to do!
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