Sounds of Silence

Cat's Eye

2009-08-14T03:13:00.000-07:00

http://catseyesrilanka.wordpress.com/

All time favourite feminist thunderbolt finally making its online debut!

Wounded Soldier

2009-05-20T20:49:00.000-07:00

Wrote this when I was around 12/13. Most of us were born to this war... It suddenly popped in to mind in light of where we are.... Feel it's appropriate to finally post this....

When glad at last as a bird set free
I wandered in to the world
Which was long forgotten
and will not be seen by many again...

But then there was sorrow in my guilty heart
For I could hear the inhuman thunder sticks
roll upon my friends, taking their lives away
These words, they all still ring in my head
"Turn back, turn back and fight for your friends
Go back, go back and save them"
But I maybe the last soldier left....

Amidst the fire balls and thick black smoke
I return to the battle field again
it is better to finish the job I came for
Though I may never see the sunlight again....

(This is a tribute for those who fought, who bled, who fell, who ran, who hid, who returned, who stood and bled...this is for you...)

Sweet Candied Toffee...

2009-05-20T20:41:00.000-07:00

Sweet candied toffee,
Sticky and moist on my fingertips,
Sweet candied toffee,
Clinging hard to the rims of my reddened lips,
Sweet candied toffee,
Slowly melting in the warmth of my hungry mouth,
Sweet candied toffee,
Breaking apart in my sweaty fist,
Sweet candied toffee,
Crumbling down upon my salty skin,
Sweet candied toffee,
Biting and nibbling, I can’t stay still,
Sweet candied toffee,
Head spinning, pulse racing, this sugar rush!
Sweet candied toffee,
Oh sweet candied toffee!....

Accept

2009-01-06T02:20:00.000-08:00

Acceptance,
Why is it so hard to accept?
A clever man once said "You always either run towards now or run away from now"
Running around in circles as fast as the mind can flit
Is it really so terrible to be incapacitated and stuck?
Is it really so terrible to hang upside down from a high beam?
Is it really so terrible to sit and wait...and wait...and wait?

"What does it feel like?" you once asked me...
It is like a man breaking the water, gasping for fresh air, thinking "thank god! I am alive", only to be swept right under again and again and again. Pulled below by heavy shackles bound to his feet. You probably heard about Prometheus, the man who stole fire from the gods to spend the rest of eternity in Hades. Every day vultures would tear the liver from his living body with slow, agonizing 'grace'. Every night he would heal again, just so that the vultures could tear at him like a prayer the next day. If Prometheus dared to defy the gods today, he would probably be blessed with Bipolar. It feels pretty much the same.

So yesterday, after a couple of months of trying real hard to eat right, think right, feel right, act right, live right and pray right and realizing that the vultures return nevertheless, the sign "ACCEPT" was emblazoned on my face. It really goes against society's grain of doing something, trying real hard and going somewhere. I was finding it hard...to accept and wanted to say something...but then he said "what's 6 more months of waiting compared to an eternity of hell"...so I just shut up. 6 more months of blankness it is.

Alien

2009-01-03T20:29:00.000-08:00

Fear that it will be forgotten
That you will wander again, only to stumble on those rocks
You tripped on yesterday
Just climbing that sentry post to watch
In silence and disbelief
All the pain, torture, battery, cruelty, flogging and "justice"
All that which was executed with perfect conviction, obsession and fervor
Down there on the vast landscape of your memory, consciousness and experience
Which world does this bloody, beaten, wounded and wailing landscape belong to?
Who reigns here in this twisted dungeon built so faithfully in paradise?
Who lashes, shouts, abuses, flogs, burns, gores, cuts, strangles and suffocates?
Who is the master of this realm, built so passionately with bricks
of sins, mistakes, allegations, sentences, evictions, banishment, penance and shame
No notion of fair trial where guilt's the certain life and way
All based on firm conviction from scriptures that you make
How can you be so merciless, clever architect of hell?
Let me see your face, I won't run again
Won't hide, won't kick, won't shout, won't fret
My companion night and day
Let me see your face as you convulse in pain again
It's you I clearly see...It's you...It is me...

I am...

2008-12-08T22:28:00.000-08:00

I am me, not you
So surely, I am me
I love you, I hate you
Without you, where is me?

I bought it, I ate it, I loved it
To be me
I combed it, I wore it, I hid it
To be me
I chanted and protested on your streets
To be me
I plastered it across my chest
The sign that read “I am me”
I flashed it, then denied it and threw it
To be me
I ran around in circles trying to find you
To be me

I held my book and screamed out loud to show you
I am me
I shut my books and shut my eyes to make me see
I am me
I held my sword and cut you out to make you feel
I am me
I held my sword and cut myself to make me feel
I am me
I put it in a treasure box and buried it
I am me
I searched for it in depths below, just to know
I am me
I built eight walls around my head to make me feel
I am me
I tried to break the stifling walls to make you see
I am me

I wore my specs of mirrors all the time
Just to be me
I carried it in memory jars in time
Just to be me
I swam across the seven seas and back
Just to be me
I wrote a hundred poems in your name
Just to be me
I stumbled on you every night...
I am me! I am me???

Satellite

2008-12-05T21:44:00.000-08:00

Spinning on your axis, in motion round the sun
Rotating and revolving around his holy son
Stuck in orbit, incomplete, just want to face his sun
Long before I met you, this orbit had begun

All who dare to cross your path are satellites to be hung
Like diapers on a clothes line, all of them you strung
There I waited patiently, mere moon to a planet young
Wasted in to empty space, all the songs I'd sung

But from the dream, to be awake and know that I have won
For not a moon nor satellite, I am the brilliant sun!
No more longing or pretense to slaves of a distant sun
No satellite to dependent planets, I am the glorious sun!

There you go on orbiting, orbiting round his sun
So you revolve as does your world, it's not a mere pun
Free at last I shine away, leaving you to your sun
You were where you wish to be, long before my sun :-)

2008-12-03T22:36:00.000-08:00

How did "they" create the word "Compassion"? Well they put two words together: Com (With) and Passion (Suffering) so that we could suffer with.. suffer with all and one... :-)

Joseph Campbell, the master of world mythology is my inspiration for the day. The beauty and power of myth is phenomenal...it's just that we get stuck in superficial social narratives, thus "totally" missing the point! :-)

The following quotes/ derivations are based on popular myths

On heroes and their quests:

We are the hero, the nemesis, the birth and the rebirth

"I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive"

"I don't have to have faith, I have experience"

"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are"

"We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us. "

"When we quit thinking primarily about ourselves and our own self-preservation, we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness"

"Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again... and again"

On Myths:

"Myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths"

On Love and Marriage:

"The eyes have made welcome to the heart.."

You search for your twin soul...and in finding that soul, you find you!

Marriage is the recognition of a spiritual identity. It is made the moment the eyes recognize one another. When you feel "I know this person".."I want to know this person more"..."I've known this person all along"..It is when all time converges...and the physical remains a mere symbolic affirmation of that recognition... for it happened a long time before we did (or did not) say "I do"...:-)

"Stop! in the name of love!" (ha ha no that was just playing on the radio!)

Go re-read those myths! :-)

2008-12-02T22:16:00.001-08:00

This, I wanted...

2008-12-02T22:03:00.001-08:00

I wanted to suffer so that I could be joyous
I wanted to cry so that I could laugh
I wanted to frown so that I could smile
I wanted to hate so that I could love
I wanted to leave you so that I could be with you
I wanted to scream so that I could be silent
I wanted to kill so that I could live
I wanted to run so that I could come
I wanted to fear so that I could be fearless
I wanted to doubt so that I could believe
I wanted to cheat so that I could be honest
I wanted to lie so that I could be truthful
I wanted to destroy so that I could create
I wanted to be a man so that I could be a woman
I wanted to be everything so that I could be you (-:

Standing

2008-12-02T22:02:00.000-08:00

Standing here in a crowded room, the clock strikes one once more
The blaring music on repeat refused to stay on course
Memories, like dancing feet stepped on right, to and fro
Beads of sweat in summer heat suspended with a jolt
Standing here in the sweltering heat, the air it feels so cold

Fuzzy times, funny times, jumbled on shots to go
They are still here, what I thought lost, the memories that you stole
The sound track plays, it’s on repeat, cajoling me to go
Dragging feet with neon lights, converging on one soul
A second sun has risen up, daring to be bold
Standing here in the sweltering heat, the air it feels so cold

Thumping hearts, rushing starts, your eyes, they never told
The fire burned and then it churned, right through the forest soul
When will it rise, the mother’s moon, on woods with hollow poles?
Stuck en motion, music blares, the cigarette smoke, it chokes
Plastic smiles and lines reviled, all things we’ve heard before
Exploding suns in deep night skies, daring to be bold
I’m standing here in the sweltering heat, the air it feels so cold…

Shore (Nothing)

2008-12-02T22:01:00.000-08:00

My eyes sting with familiarity
I'm back again at your shore
Or is it really your shore?
Maybe it's just a memory, a fleeting thought, not more
twisted and projected on the desert mind once more
The sand storms blind and I cry out for a comforting mirage of home
My body trembles as the dust is swept to uncover once more, I know
I have been here before...yes I've been here before...
How many lonely nights have I waited at your port?
You were always with me, always there...and yet I wanted more
Dazed in a dance of ecstasy, life and what more
Dazed in a spiral of bliss, spiraling on to your shore
But it's just a daze...don't you feel?, can't you heal? don't you know?
Lost track of times you buried me at your ever hungry shore
Lost track of times the dust fell off and within there's nothing more
Lost track of times the tears fell down and crashed upon your shore
So how can I keep coming back, keep coming to your shore?

Drummer of my Heart

2008-12-02T22:00:00.002-08:00

This heart beats to the rhythm of your beat
Then crashes with a roar
Now your drums, they play off beat
And I just can’t take the hint
I think….maybe…not so
Oh what does this leaping heart know?
Won’t beat in time when you play so slow
Where did you spirit go?
Can’t hear your beat, once my retreat,
You want to play so slow
The notes you hit are low
Like the emptiness below
Like your drum with hollow notes
Never cared for words or votes
So in silence we will go
Yes you’ve mastered all alone
Sounds of silence that echo…

Water Birds

2008-12-02T22:00:00.001-08:00

To touch the golden crops of yonder in wide Elysian fields,
My heart it yearns to kiss those furls and petals with fingertips,
The scents that waft across my face tell tales of long ago,
The smile that spreads across my lips speak words I've never known,
The sands that lift my heavy feet are grains of treasure troves,
The wet, dark grass that lies beyond pulsates with life and more;
To touch the earth and hear it call in every voice I've known,
The waves that crash upon my feet allure to depths below,
The rays that dare to reach such depths sing songs of heavenly shores,
The sea spray leaps when lovers meet with secrets that you know,
This Piscean world is so foreign to me,Yet here I feel at home,
Were you once one with the birds above in times we've never known?
:-)

Welcome to this world, my precious child

2008-12-02T21:57:00.000-08:00

At long last you have arrived, my precious child,
Lighting up the world like the morning sun,
Radiating with warmth, joy and innocence,
Indicriminate in your kindness as you descend upon this earth;
Your laughter echoes to the four corners of the universe,
Filling our hearts with love and liberation,
How incomparable you are in this glorious moment!
Like morning dew drops on parched, hungry lips,
you bless us with your effervescent grace,
My child, my precious child of the sun,
So finally you have arrived!
How long we have waited to rejoice in this day,
To take you in our strong and gentle arms;
See how love, protection and thoughts of wellbeing,
surround you in whispy, sparkling clouds,
How we love to watch you laugh, my precious one,
Messnger of peace to the universe,
Your eyes now shine with a trust in life,
once deemed lost to a desperate world;
Oh my little one, watch the clouds part for you,
with every sacred step you take,
Feel the springs rise up from this blessed earth,
encircling you in islands of deep love and care,
How we love to watch you sleep under a promogranade tree,
in the gaze of a thousand more adoring eyes,
Welcome to this world, my precious child!
Feel the winds sweep you up in spirals of ecstacy,
With proclamations of joy for the whole wide world to hear!
With your cries of glee you have awoken a thousand more,
Rejoicing in the shade of your tree in the mid day sun,
as streams of water encircle in loving arms,
You have arrived long last, my loving child!
All is now good, as it always was :- D