Be Yourself

Someone gets excited
In a chapel yard
And catches a bouquet
Another lays a dozen
White roses on a grave

I will pelt stones at my mirrored self sitting at the corners of naked lakes singeing the ebb and the flow with my scorching veracity. I will disturb the balance. That’s my stimulus. Life is my muse.Then I ‘ll go find someone and make em happy. I’ll borrow from all things around and I ‘ll double it up and give it back. I don’t seek God. I don’t seek eternity. I want (You) to live in this moment, I want to make this moment of bliss, my whole life. I do not live, just, I drink life like my thirst has been unquenced for eons. I will never reduce my astounding appetite for life and its beauty. I will listen to my own silence as much as I will to the conversations I have with those around me. I’ll have fun. I’ll have a lot of fun. I promised myself that I always will have fun. I owe it all those who’ve met and loved me and still do so, and for them I will not let those who brought pangs of sadness into my life to be the cornerstones of my existence. If this thing called Love is elusive, then, I still am a relentless schoolgirl, I will follow it around with my butterfly net. I won’t let my days be a dull shade of sepia, I will paint them violet and crimson. I will never leave the table even when am dealt Fate’s harshest hand. I will never look at an ocean with melancholic eyes, no, I will ride the waves like I am meant to be. I will not complicate whats simple or simplify whats complicated. I will be (with You) till time runs out and space ceases to be. I will learn to love harder everytime I am broken and burnt by those who chose not to. I will share my stories with strangers and make theirs’ mine. I will open myself to experience and faith. I will rise, twice stronger, from the ashes of every failure I encounter. I will never be reckless with Hope – mine or in others. Chances are that there will always be someone stronger and better than me out there, I will still run the race coz god knows that what the body can’t win, the soul can. I will believe not just think. I will go out there, day after another long day, to make a child sing. I will climb the highest mountains and jump into the abyss just to see what happens. I will always be unsatiable. I will respect the divinity that lies within me. I will never forget – Aham Sa(I am that). And when am doing all of these, I won’t for a moment forget who I am. Love and Hate are now purely reflective surfaces for me to bounce myself off of. I will Live. And find within myself, all that I have looked for on the outside. I am complete. As I ever was, as I ever will be.

even when you’ve paid enough
been put upon or been held up
with every single memory of
the good or bad, faces of luck
don’t lose any sleep tonight
i’m sure everything will end up alright

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~ by iconoplastic on September 10, 2007.

7 Responses to “Be Yourself”

  1. Beautiful girl, Won’t you be my inspiration?

    Write a book. You are meant to win the damned Whitebread!
    I read and re-read every single word and I am contemplating framing it for the mantle. Think McEggy will like it? I can quote it as my own wisdom.
    Copyrights?
    😉

  2. Someone kills the pain..
    Spinning in the silence..
    She finally drifts away..
    My favourite lines from the song. Achingly beautiful. It manages to evoke the twin feelings of despair and comfort. Its simple and evolved at the same time. Hats off, maestro.
    Yes. Be yourself is all that you can do.

  3. Con said what i was gonna….anyway “EYE”conoplastic this doth smacketh of *BRILLIANCE*….
    will do all you wrote about…. all except the thing about painting something purple or red or something.. b’coz we all know what happened when i tried painting my apartment last year…. i maintain my innocence..man..i swear it wasn’t me …..it was the fumes!! i swear upon anton laVey’s dead bride!! fumes are evil!

  4. Travel is the suckiest ever. I hope you like the golden cheongsam. Yeah we love the post etcetra. You already know that.
    Mail. Mail. Mail. Now.

  5. Ok cheating.

    The first five lines are mine, ALL MINE.

    I’ve been meaning to write this… well… story. And it begins with these lines.

    ‘Be Yourself’ also happens to be one of my favouritest songs ever.

  6. Haha..
    I am an average cheater!I like Chris Cornell..actually..I revere him!
    Can’t access blogger from work so can’t visit yours..I ve heard a lot bout your writing though
    Hmmmmm..

  7. […] On Rewind Probably coz right now I feel as though everything I wrote here has come to life. End of year happiness amplified by melting hershey bars into a one thick chocolate concoction. Last year, this time, I was in the throes of suicidal despair coz of one unmentionable bastard sort of person. This year, I have transcended all of that. I feel reborn. Atleast I put that verb to better use than his lousy net handle ever will! Nervous energy spilling forth from every pore in the body. Who knew ‘eh? To spend months spilling blood on the bathroom floor to standing here camera in hand, writing, shooting and recuperating. Time is the most powerful device of all. Often wondered how this whole painful experience would translate into something meaningful. And it already has. There is a new love. A complete sort. Zest. Energy. There is the shedding of drama and anxiety. Like a serpent’s skin in winter. We are free. At last. The evening is glorious and resplendent in the dim lights lining the barge. The slight timbre in his voice calls out to me just at the right time. […]

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