Maybe, tomorrow

Would you come with me
Let's run into the midnight
Just, you and me
Waiting for the dawn to come

You, with your guitar
Me, with my head on your shoulders
Tapping our feet lightly
Accompanying the midnight breeze

We'll talk of things plain and simple
We'll laugh about our many flaws
You and me, just two loving souls
Waiting for the dawn to come..

Spotless Mind..?

Today I saw the movie “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”…I know…a bit too late… but then what the hell….Better later than Never…!

The movie forced me to think…about spotless minds..about what it would be to have your memories erased. What it would feel like? What would be the effects? Would I choose it? More importantly which would be the memories that I would choose to erase? How will I decide?

Would you choose those memories that haunt you? The ones where you remember being on the floor crying your heart out. The ones where you wished the earth would just open up and swallow you whole. They are the memories that keep opening your almost healed wounds. Would you choose them? Wouldn’t it be wonderful to know that you wouldn’t be as damaged now..that you wont cringe when you think of those days again. You wouldn’t have to start from scratch again….

Or would you choose your happiest moments? The one’s that make you soar in the air…The one’s that you wish would never fade away. Would you choose these? After all if you do not have the good memories the bad ones wont seem bad at all in comparison. You could never get hurt falling on the ground as you never reached the sky anyway…You wouldn’t then feel miserable when the world starts falling apart again.

Or maybe you should choose the ordinary days. The days that never meant anything to anyone. The days that you don’t remember any which ways. Those days when when everything seems mediocre, run of the mill…Maybe these days should be erased from your memory to make space for other more impactful memories. After all, what is the point of average days, memories and feelings…?

Another Poem…

I want something to hold on to,
I want something to reach out to.
In the darkest nights and loneliest days.
All I want is something to turn to
Solace, I can't find in things I love
Loneliness, I feel not, cos my heart's turned cold
Solace, I ask. Warmth, I need
No one can see my tears of pain
No one knows my fragile heart
Time seems to drag on
Tears never seem to dry
Can this get any worse, I ask
But the world seems to go on
Ignorant of my pain
Now I have fallen down
My will to go on, seems lost to me.
As the earth spins madly on
My soul, I plead, Carry on....