Black
Comforting black
Flows around you and hides you in its drapes
Lends a benign spot under its skirt
Take it
Preserve yourself from the harshness of a world that has forgotten how to love
The human acid rain
There’s safety in darkness
No one can see you, pry on you,
You can be the devil
If God does happen to watch; so?
He cannot reveal your secrets
He’ll sit quietly on his silver throne
And throw around his dice
Which decide your fate and mine
But darkness seldom comes when you need it to
You sit in the middle of the throng
Crying in your heart
Screaming in your head
You imagine the cool black fingers taking you by the hand
Into a serene corner
Where you can feel yourself
Talk yourself
Breathe yourself
Hear yourself
You can smile at the pain of another
You can frown at another’s joy
You can be evil in the dark
It is here, that you can cry
Comforting black
Flows around you and hides you in its drapes
Lends a benign spot under its skirt
Take it
Preserve yourself from the harshness of a world that has forgotten how to love
The human acid rain
There’s safety in darkness
No one can see you, pry on you,
You can be the devil
If God does happen to watch; so?
He cannot reveal your secrets
He’ll sit quietly on his silver throne
And throw around his dice
Which decide your fate and mine
But darkness seldom comes when you need it to
You sit in the middle of the throng
Crying in your heart
Screaming in your head
You imagine the cool black fingers taking you by the hand
Into a serene corner
Where you can feel yourself
Talk yourself
Breathe yourself
Hear yourself
You can smile at the pain of another
You can frown at another’s joy
You can be evil in the dark
It is here, that you can cry
14 comments:
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incidentally, i wanted to write about the moon's silver rays guiding me right through the darkness yesterday when the electricity went and i was lying on my bed looking at the silver moonlight outside my window...
Babs: Hehehehe...but sit in the darkness sometimes. It can be quite a soothing experience. I think there are days when you love the darkness more than the moonlight and vice versa.
true... darkness has its own charm and i love it... so much so that i prefer being in it when power goes instead of lighting the place up with candles...
"The human acid rain"
Nicely put. Quite thought provoking.
Push: Thanx. Did you solve the mystery of that Talwar guy?
hmm! like the way u describe d apparent safety n cathartic effect of Darkness.
Reading your blog I'd just like to use the phrase first coined by John Sweat Rock in 1858...'Black is Beautiful'...
Arundhuti: Dark is safe. We usually associate it with fear and danger. Time to change our stereotypes.
Netra: Black really is beautiful. Adn we look slimmer in it too ;)
Yeh, i like d dark but not always.its very mood dependent. at least for me. one of the times i like it is wen i have a throbbn headache ;-). However, if u were to live in North Sweden, u would PINE for light!
Moreover, since we "look" thin in black, even if we aren't in reality, it is the apparent illusory look/feel it creates.
For a visually impaired whos world is black/dark I think he/she would be ready to echange it for any other coulor. I think all colours are beautiful... just as Black or white. Just dat sometimes u feel more attarcted to a specific color.
Yes, it's funny how colours correspond with our moods. Either the colour comes first and then creates the mood, or the mood sets in first and then brings on a colour.
I love brightly coloured umbrellas under an overcast sky when it's pouring dogs and cats. Makes me smile.
Love the picture you've added in your blogger profile!
Mystery solved: Coincidence! :P
Push: Thank you! :)
Coincidences are strange things ;)
Wow.. Intense...
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