Uncovering Utopia

I contemplate a little,
And initiate on my inner call.
I ask ridiculous questions,
On who and what I am for?

Am I answerable for my doing?
Am I with coherent justification?
Am I what everyone sees me to be?
Am I to be blamed for my actions?

It’s not effectively correct to ask
But who am I, without this society?

The Friend, The family...
…Forming the very fabric of my fundamentals

Then the laws of the region
…And the imprudent notion that I control everything

Concluding I am what I am….
Because of what has happen to me?
Because of whom my parents were?
Because of the era I was born into?
Because of the friends I chose?
Because of the faith I blamed?
Because of the love I gained and lost?
Because of everything, everywhere, everyone.

But then again,
It could just be me…
….And how “I” have reacted to it all?

PAGANISM

When time was young
And man chose to speak in tongues
A race stood mighty and strong
Making the others to hide and run

As time flew & ancient teachings dissolve
Thousand factions rose from one
Dominating pagans to call on a resolve
Slowly diminishing it to almost none

Beliefs came into exist
Preaching man and as the almighty
Some messiahs, Some as saints,
Some misinterpreted to being the deity

Salved into the new order
Or perish as unholy rebels of GOD
A choice of being hung or slaughtered
All in the name of a religion and their lord

It not easy to comply
When everyone seek further more
Only to be shown a broken defy
But ironic it is..... every religion has paganism as it's core.

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copyright(c)2007 sixthjan

sorry its just a hurried write written for a friend who believe in it! my gift to u mate!

Seeking Salvation

Seeking Salvation

Savage times …
How did it begin?
How did it all go so wrong…?

…Just ask me again ? I'll give it all?
Paid full in advance … A life time’s price,
Do you think it as a selfish sacrifice...?

Through the fields of fire…I fought and fought...
My flesh failing but my heart urged strong!

Shackles of society and work weighing hard,
I could hear your distant cheer,
Until echoes faded into the unknown,
And I lost out... that too... on my final run…

Then glorious love diluted into this ablution of agony,
Gods also forsook knowing well I‘d suffer for it.

Now,
This selfless act, suddenly deemed unworthy?
I’m alone; I’m hurt and losing sleep...
I’m falling …and falling deep...

Oh,
Baptized by the tears I have shed.
I confessed to even the maker of my loss.
Yet no redemption, no resolve...
Time in penance for another,
Where is the justice!

What is it that makes me love you so very much?
I am on my knees… I hate it all….
Now in the hallow whistle of a silence,
Broken dreams consumed by darkness.

Strange manifestation of my own reflection,
Snatching screams of salvation.

I hate this,
Sad excuse of a stranger I once knew,

Lord, where will my retribution be...?



Copyright©2007 Shivraj Rajaram