I wish someone would pierce a dagger through my chest
Pull it in and out and then a few times more, and more.
I wish I would dip myself in oil boiling in a pot on a raging fire
To feel myself melt away from the reality of worldly life.
I wish I could be trampled on by the wildest of the beasts
And be made one with the earth that rests beneath their feet.
I wish there would be a whirlwind that lifts me high into the sky
Just to swirl me round and round till there is nothing left to be.
I wish they would tie my limbs and pull them apart from east and west
Till I break down into a million pieces never to be put together again.
I wish I would jump from atop the highest mountain into the deepest abyss
So that all that remains would be the memory of what once was.
I wish a smaller pain would be mine than that that haunts my burning soul
Anything else but the deep dark abyss that is my heart’s eternal home.
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Surya, glad that you are back. But after reading the poem….I hope everything is all right.
Surya,
I stumbled across your site one day and returned often to read your bolg posts with interest. I really hope your latest post is an imagination in overdrive, and that you are truly ok.
Best wishes,
Deepa
Hi Surya, was excited to see that you had a new post on your blog, and then the excitement turned to worry when i read the post. Hope everything is okay. Feel free to email if you want to talk.
Wow! Are you ok, great art but very very dark. I guess my challenge to you would be: if what you wrote was the ‘ying’ then what would the ‘yang’ read like. Perhaps you would like to give that a shot if you have some spare time.