[Not the beginning]
Truth without conviction,
Passion lacking force,
Desire still wanting…
Fire luke warm.
Now lies are facts misconstrued…
And love is… oh so tamed!
Tears are found heroic,
And heroism, a shame.
A century since Eliot,
Men are still hollow…
Vodka slouching in vain veins,
Head pieces stuffed with smoke.
Leaning together banging,
In sync with Pink Floyd,
This is the way the world goes,
This is the way it goes…
[Not the end!]
Hello people... after a long time... does anyone still haunt this place? About the poem, well... you may understand it better if you read The Hollow Men by TS Eliot. Cheerios! :)
8 comments:
Finally shared with the world, which was under wraps for so long...though it lacks the head and the tail, one could understand the emotion expressed in between...in the heart! :)
welcome back
Very much here and very much reading. Good to have you back! :D
Vodka and pink floyd have become the cliche of our generation, I mean, seriously, there is better music in the world out there and people are still stuck on floyd.
And, if men are hollow, what about the women? :)
N
disillusionment. grimness. the mark of our modern times is evident.
with a whimper that we think is a bang.
nice to have you blogging again.
Heyyyyyyy... thank u for stopping by... I hadnt thought u guys wud be still around. :)
Thank u Silentmind, Mkan, Nothingman and my dear Aruni.
Oh Notingman, I never grew where music was concerned... fixated I am. :(
and shez back again...
wonder where you had gone to and where you are since...
:P
keep writing..missy..
@humbl:
I was here... right here...
Between the Words & Blankness,
Between the Emotions & Stupor,
Between the Will and Action,
Between the Need to Be and Being,
I was...
Here. Right here...
:)
Quite like your blog, first time here, reading some of your older posts. Quite engaging.
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