Journey Through The Enchanted Forest

Credit: deviantArt

Where am I?

Suddenly surrounded,

By strange creatures,

Trees asking me questions,

I've always known,

One day I shall lose my mind.

Creatures; delighted by my presence,

In their eyes, I am odd looking,

Standing in their world,

I suppose it's true,

Irrelevant that they can speak,

It's normal after all.

Flowers that sing,

Swaying back and forth,

Gently blown by the wind,

Dancing while they sing,

Listening intently to the words,

Falling asleep under its spells,

Beautiful yet treacherous.

Logic thrown out the window,

Everything I thought I'd Knew,

No longer applied here,

Starting back to the basic,

Learning everything over again,

Slowly my perceptions change.

What was once strange and weird,

Becoming normal and real,

Journey through enchanted forest,

Without an open mind,

Surely I would not understand.

Instead of adapting, appreciating,

I'd be calling them unpleasant names.

Copyright by Tan Nguyen

Rise

Of a finite being in a finite world,

Say, does one not disregard one’s place?

One is but a child merely born,

Of a silent mother, cradled by grace.

Say, does one see the world beyond,

Rise above the deluding bed,

Glimpse into the infinite existence,

A silent mother’s womb has made?

Say, does one see oneself,

A thorn disappearing in a field of hay,

Rise above one’s mighty ocean,

That breathes at the mercy of the day?

Say, does one see beyond one’s tomb,

Rise above the grave of hate,

Deluded by one’s fallacious rectitude

While dancing into the trap of fate?

Rise above the noxious clouds,

Of lust, envy and foolish pride,

Rise above the earthly horizon,

Gaze below, now, far and wide.

Say, can one see the ground below,

The sight of mankind's pride turn wild,

A petite world, a fragile delusion,

Of a silent mother’s straying child?

Copyright by Delilah Das

Black Lies

courtesy: deviantart.com

You stand beside me like 

A bride’s father down the aisle,

When I have my best dress on,

My face lit up so wild.

You walk close by me,

Like a pet that’s truly mine,

When my days are bright,

Like the sky on a moonlit night.

But when my candle blows out,

Darling, where are you?

What nature of darkness is it,

Where there is no trace of you?

But dear, why do you leave,

On such one moonless night?

Or is it so grave, this dark,

It erases you from sight?

As though you never were,

For my clothes reek of despair,

And my face is stained with tears,

Yet why can’t I see you here?

So I travelled back to the day

We walked down that glamorous aisle.

Do you remember the bright lights,

And my brilliant smile?

My hand held my skirt,

Your arms were holding me,

All of a sudden, a raging wind,

Rushed in and broke me free.

For where right next to me,

You felt so live and raw,

I turned 'round in dismay,

For black lies were all I saw.

Copyright by Delilah Das

I STILL BELIEVE

Do you believe the night will end? That another morning will come?

It’s been one long night now,

But not after one long day,

And not without another morning to come,

I still believe.

Somewhere deep down though I think,

There’s something within me quite not ready,

To feel the rays of the morning sun,

First rays, though billion years old.

'Til a new morning arise,

Set by an eternity old object,

By its eternity old light,

Never beginning and never ending,

That yet we believe to be,

New every dawn.

Copyright by Delilah Das

Temptation

Roaming the streets like an ordinary man

But he, he knows what’s overridden his life

Temptation, why is that so tempting?

Temptation, that led him to sin.

Pondering his mind, weighing his will

Yet temptation, it’s taking him far away

His spunk! His spurious self

Whispering sotto voice to his soul

To souse himself in perennial sin.

And when he’s done, lost to temptation

He’s stultified, back to dull life

In quest of fortitude now

Temptation, why is that so tempting?

Temptation, that led him to sin. 

Copyright by Delilah Das