Floating

Paths fork ahead
In front of each
Dance a dear dream
Which means more?
How to decide now?
Where desire gleams
Intuition follows
Is it always right?
Why mind and heart
Always must fight?
Floating reveries
Searching for light
Hands push decisions
Don’t stay with me
Where lies destiny?
Fading seems hope
Darkened blue skies
Feeling very lost
In this maze of lies
So forlorn is life
How long do I stand?
Endless crossroads
I cannot understand
Dreams or illusions
Is it fake or real?
Nothing seems sure
Floating so surreal
Which hand to clasp?
With whom to travel?
How much longer now?
Mysteries to unravel
Remains a lone hand
To clasp till I fall
No strength to fight
None remains at all
No silver linings
Should I surrender?
My mind feels numb
My desires are dead
Dreams gone, escaped
From under my thumb

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

  

56 thoughts on “Floating

  1. Good as always Leo!! πŸ˜€ I like the parts"Intuition Follow,Is it always right?" – A question i ask myself many many times."Feeling Lost, In this maze of lies" – so true!! Loved it as always!!! πŸ™‚

  2. oh i love this! I found you on "thoughs, writing, coffee…" I've often tried to capture the feeling of being completely lost in the wake of lies. there's something about the way distorted reality just destroys any point of reference. i felt that you communicated the feeling perfectly in this poem! thanks :)http://mymomentsmuse.blogspot.com/

  3. All concealed will be revealedAS whale killers were plaguedBye a sea captivity healedWithout mIght sight hagued!I have honour And trust must is gush of hush AS free will to instill unless stress duress congress digest is manIfest off chest! Wait for gate trait negate freight weight innate! Love love Andew.

  4. Confused? I could feel the struggle you have here. And I hate Confucius for his theories. They make one feel dumb, like me!Don't allow your decisions to drift and float, instead grasp them.Dreams and illusions are fine, and they try to satiate our inner struggles, but to continuously live with them is synonymous to escaping reality.Lovely poem as ever but confusion and struggle is so evident in here!I wish and hope you are fine, my dear! πŸ™‚ And you don't really mean this!Cheer up! And have a fun-filled Sunday!

  5. Thanks to: Frankenstein.welcome to my blog. glad u felt i communciated the feeling of being lost in lies well. its part of someone's life at times!

  6. Thanks to: Amity.oh, i really do mean it. confusion & struggle are always a part of one's life.. will try to cheer up soon! πŸ™‚

  7. Dear Vinu, Good Afternoon!But it is fine!Hey,you are the one who told me tears are fine once a while!But I will not repeat that!I know you are a good soul,To balance our lives,God gives us sorrows along with joy,Give space and go creative!So many need you to cheer them up!Hey,come on,yaar,Each moment is precious!Dreams are always bright!Wishing you a relaxing Sunday, Sasneham, Anu

  8. How life changes, and sometimes, dims, our dreams. Sometimes it seems so very sad. But we can emerge through the muck to find the light along, not just at the end of, the long road. Beautiful poem.

  9. Thanks to: Anupama.yes. they're fine. when i am frustrated, i find my pen the best escape! πŸ™‚ m fine now. had a tiring sunday though! πŸ™‚

  10. Hello Leo — glad I found you through One Single Impression. I find myself asking myself your questions more and more lately…usually those questions come before a dramatic change in my life. Thanks for the awareness!http://lindagoin.com/

  11. This was a beautiful poem although it felt very sad as though a struggle was being waged. I hope the mind versus the heart challenge gets resolved soon…and I know what those feelings are like. Why is it always a struggle?

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