And I sing to the rain
When everything seems clouded
I pour myself a cup of pain
And pull myself together again
I whisper into the hollow
When no one seems to care
About all the lost words in the valley
and pull myself together again
I wage a war on numbness
When nothing seems to find me
I travel all the way
To find myself together again
I write to the stranger in the woods
When the fountain ink is leaking
Write those letters so full of me
To pull myself together again
About Me
- Mannsa Reddi
- I am my own confinement and sense of freedom. Who am I is the quest and the result is a life lived in finding answers. I am constantly overwhelmed by my curiosity. I am always in pursuit, on the verge of arriving at that one big answer that can simplify my life. I am sucker for good food, great conversations and exclamation marks( when i type out, I mean). At the end of it all, I am a woman still incomplete.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
The ultimate chaos
Dwelling in this shell of sanity
Seems no longer possible to me
The striking reality of everlasting memories
Is getting to me; is getting to me
The invasion of one-sided theories
Of the hurt, the guilt and the loathe trip
In between these threads of you and me
I seek some mercy, some mercy
Clinging onto the last drops of frailty
The meek pursuit of disgusted remedies
The dreams that never come near me
Will bow down to fate’s misery
Summon the winds that talk to me
Spread the carpets of flowers
Inside this beautiful frame of creation
I shall create ultimate chaos
Ultimate chaos
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