Monday, July 31, 2006

She has been closed for over twenty five years now.
Squaring off against the crowd. Staring blankly at them.
There was nothing to give them, nothing to take.
Everything echoed back. And the scream was building inside.
Nobody wanted to come in. But she was unconsciously looking for an escape.
She started thinking of the screams. Heard and unheard. Silent and shrill.
Bounded in the stone jacketed walls. Filled with budding pain.
Like the humming of bees, and the deadening buzz within the hive.
She wonders what’s keeping her alive so long. When she should have fallen apart long ago.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ahaaaaa!!! She's a Banshee and she hasn't realized it. That's why she's alive. So there... ***Satisfied smile***

10:16 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How do you like it now?

HoH

5:50 pm  
Blogger Arthur Quiller Couch said...

Your favourite movie hall closed down?

If you WILL write poetry, perhaps you could take the time to make it scan. Or else you could be like us commoners and write prose.
Just a thought, no offence intended.

9:31 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Best regards from NY! »

11:31 pm  

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Monday, July 24, 2006

What if I want nothing I have?
What if I only want what I don’t have?
What if the things I want are beyond my reach?
What if I want this thing more than anything else?
What if I don’t have it before I die?
What if this thing I crave for doesn’t want me back in return?
What if it’s beyond the ‘haves’ and ‘don’t haves’?
What if there’s something involved that is completely out of my control?
What if I can never ever lay my hands on this thing?
What if I die before this thing is mine?
Will I die because I don’t have it?
Will I die because can’t have it?
Will I be born again just to prove it wrong?

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Blogger Self Writeous said...

What if you discover after you were born again that this thing actualy died after you for not having got you!!??

6:15 pm  
Blogger J said...

What if this thing died more of guilt than of sorrow (of not having got me)?

What if I don't discover that this thing died after me for not having me?

7:25 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What if I wanted a cigarette?

And I never got it?

Either ways, I die.

:-)

9:44 pm  
Blogger manuscrypts said...

then maybe it was never meant to be.. meanwhile, have answered your question.. pls to respond :)

5:33 pm  
Blogger anumita said...

What if all the 'what ifs' turned to sure certain reality?

1:19 pm  
Blogger Self Writeous said...

Anumita: Then the "what if" will also turn to reality and so you are back to all the what-ifs :p

PS: How be the J?

11:41 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

if ur 'what ifs' come tru, u end up lyk me...hehe

9:31 pm  

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Thursday, July 13, 2006

What’s in my head
Will never stay up there

What’s in my head
Will never be Tamed Caged Silenced

What’s in my head will
Grow Devour Rattle

All inside my head
Until it’s let out

And then
It will Shriek Devastate Push

Breathe
Bloom and Burn out

But what’s in my head
Will be in my head only

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Blogger Self Writeous said...

That was Heady :)

5:49 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

puns intended? :p

5:51 pm  
Blogger Self Writeous said...

No pun(yes)intended? Ofcourse :)

6:04 pm  
Blogger J said...

huh? does that mean a yes or a no? I'm a lil less clever than usual today.

6:41 pm  
Blogger Self Writeous said...

In that case, lets wait for tomorrow to dawn!! :p

7:42 pm  
Blogger chaos said...

too many things in the HEAD! :)

11:07 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

so many contradictions in ur head...hehe

btw, made myself a new template...care to review it???

6:58 pm  

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