Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Remember me...


Something that I came across today... a poem written by David Harkins - a former factory worker and motorway service-station cleaner, now an artist. He had written this poem 20 years ago in the spirit of unrequited love, but over the years - as a result of sheer dumbness and ignorance, the poem was modified, the author was renamed as 'Anon', the title changed from 'Remember Me' to 'She is Gone' and the essence of the poem attributed to 'death of a loved one'. In any case, I'm glad David Harkins got the much-deserved popularity when the Queen read this poem out at the Queen Mother's funeral. Anyways, found this poem to be simple and 'pure', untouched by negativity. Written when David was around 22-23 and was in love with someone but could not confess coz of his shy nature. The girl knew about his love for her but she wasn't interested. So well anyways, found two versions, I don't know which one's the right one, but both make a lot of sense when read under the right circumstances and when dedicated to the right person.



Remember Me

Do not shed tears when I have gone 
but smile instead because I have lived.

Do not shut your eyes and pray to God that I'll come back
but open your eyes and see all that I have left behind.

I know your heart will be empty because you cannot see me
but still I want you to be full of the love we shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live only for yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of what happened between us yesterday.

You can remember me and grieve that I have gone
or you can cherish my memory and let it live on.

You can cry and lose yourself, become distraught and turn your back on the world
or you can do what I want - smile, wipe away the tears, learn to love again and go on.





She is gone

You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back

or you can open your eyes and see all she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her

or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday

or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she's gone

or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,

be empty and turn your back

or you can do what she would want:

smile, open your eyes, love and go on.



Sunday, October 20, 2013

Free as a bird with a broken wing...

Angels gossiping, lifeline vanishing,
Over the hill, a light source is dimming,
The water is still, the water is cold,
The purity is gone, with only sins to be sold.

A caricature or a scarecrow is this life,
Everything's artificial, it's hollow from inside,
Maybe even those that are no longer alive,
Can touch things better with the power of their mind.

Light as a feather, the bird now feels,
No ties with anyone, that's how it's life's been reeled,
It might drift into the thin air, without realising when or why,
And even if it did, it's indifferent to the life passing by.

The bird's too high in the sky, the air's choking it now,
The ambience made it's heart cold without even informing it how,
It's wings are freezing, the strength in them is failing,
It's only a matter of time, before it falls down with a 'dead' heart beating.

And the blue colour is fading into a vast ocean of nothingness,
And the last breath of the featherball, is screaming in pale strangeness,
And the pit it fell into, appears to have been tailor-made for the bird,
Going into silence and the world would not care for the unknown, the unheard.

And lying there in a grave of mud,
The bird will be covered by rain, moss and buds,
And just like that, some new life will be born over the so-called brave,
And everyone will forget, that the bed of flowers was once a fragile bird's grave...

Friday, October 11, 2013

Let's waste time... Chasing cars...

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?...

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words...
Are said too much
They're not enough...

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?...

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life...

Let's waste time...
Chasing cars...
Around our heads...

I need your grace...
To remind me...
To find my own...

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am...
All that I ever was...
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see...

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?.....

An amazing song by Snow Patrol...