The Cruel Conscious

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Am I the one in a million??
Nope, I am just another simian!!
I can see me no more unique;
I feel a constant impulse to kick!!
Curse My pretence??

I don't know whom to trust!!
After all, is this play a must??
Why do I seek the perfect,
in a world of rudimentary puppets??
Curse the parasitic world??

Lust dressed in the pseudonym of Love,
how many more iniquity do I owe??
I know what matters is the core!!
But my blind eyes wanna see more!!
Curse the perverted eyes??

This habit of choosing the best
& unjustly justifying the rest,
Won't it not act unaided without me??
From these Walls, will I ever break free??
Curse the putrid mind?

Evilly, living this life of lies,
beneath my surface, now nothing lies!!
I stand with my arms wide apart,
ready to depart!!
Curse this predatory life??

Where do we lose our innocence??
Is that deficiency termed ignorance??
My acuity is blurred without a lens;
Do I wear my shoes as a penance??
Curse My precarious diplomacy??

To swim in this sea of sins,
I fly with hemiplegic wings!!
Its the conscious, the cause!!
From the inside, hear Your voice!!
Curse the cruel conscious!!

Comments

Jeya Anand said…
will PETA sue me for having disgraced
a monkey??:D:D:D
July 19, 2007 at 3:08 PM
Chronus Ess said…
you need the answer... :D

i hope its not forty two. haha
July 19, 2007 at 7:06 PM
Ponnarasi Kothandaraman said…
Scary blog ...:O Articles are good :)

Thanks for dropping by and letting me know the existence of a nice blog! :)
July 19, 2007 at 8:01 PM
Jeya Anand said…
ponnarasi...
scary??? well!! thanx:)
July 19, 2007 at 9:48 PM
Anonymous said…
another insane creation isn't it :)
splendid as ever

man i m longing to read one of ur those story posts too...please special request from me..write a thriller for me..please :)
July 19, 2007 at 10:50 PM
Jeya Anand said…
DREAM CATCHER
thanks man....

and the request ...I will try to fulfill urs...but I am not good in writing thrillers...may be I will try ...I dont mind abt the consequence!!DO u??;)
July 19, 2007 at 10:58 PM
Amandeep Singh said…
Awesome...
Yes it is the Concious man..U r so damn right!
nd I just loved this work of urs man...
Great!
July 20, 2007 at 2:04 AM
Anonymous said…
And u have no idea how many times i vetried to visit ur blog.
sigh
Finally it opened!!!
July 20, 2007 at 2:08 AM
Still Searching said…
I liked this part the best:
"Lust dressed in the pseudonym of Love,
how many more iniquity do I owe??"

Interesting poem.. mysterious, cynical...
July 20, 2007 at 3:47 AM
Keshi said…
whoppppppaaa! I can see ur blog today :):) AMAZING hehe.

Wut a great verse too. U write too good Jeya!

Keshi.
July 20, 2007 at 11:42 AM
Jeya Anand said…
standby...
hey yes man...its the damn conscious!!Thanks...
And I m not yet done with my blog!!still mending with the template....Some probz with the BLOGGER!!

Still searching...
hey changed ur display name?? so wat are u searching for???
Yes thats one of my fav line too...:)
Yes its full of mysteries!!!unlock them!!!

Keshi...
yea finally!!:D
But work still not yet over!!!
Thanks:)
July 20, 2007 at 12:01 PM
Incrediblyirrational said…
Where do we lose our innocence??
Is that deficiency termed ignorance??

beautiful!!! looks likei've missed a lot. anyways thank you for redressing your blog.looks more handsome now! ;P
July 20, 2007 at 2:12 PM
Anonymous said…
PETA may not sue you. But I'll be sure to represent anyone who express that desire. Even a certain idiotic sagittarian.
July 20, 2007 at 2:30 PM
Jeya Anand said…
Nithya...
Thanx...u can always gain what u have lost here;)

anonymous....:(
why have u gone unnamed??
I know who you are...but may be u are right in the last verse;)
July 20, 2007 at 7:06 PM
Impressionist said…
fantastic job as always bro! :)

peace & love
Jeevy
July 20, 2007 at 10:36 PM
seraphicgirl1986 said…
"its better to rule in hell than to serve in heaven"
its actually, in a way, a bliss to lust and not to love,to be able to choose and not care about being chosen ;)
July 21, 2007 at 12:30 AM
Anonymous said…
Hard hitting and bold.
You have a good voice.
Best wishes pal. Keep it up.
July 21, 2007 at 10:40 AM
Ravisekharan (a) Ravi said…
Great Analysis,... Dude!!

Evilly, living this life of lies,
beneath my surface, now nothing lies!!

Gr8 lines... Good going!!
July 21, 2007 at 12:26 PM
Jeya Anand said…
Rajeev...
thanks bro:)

Poison coated elixir....
u r planning to increase my crime rate !! arent u?? ;)

Kulpreet...
thanks :)

Ravi...
thanks da machaan... and congrats for the dual placement!!!:)
July 21, 2007 at 12:48 PM
Pallav said…
Pretty funny, heck, but you are not funnier than me!! ;)

Thanks for the laughs.

N
July 21, 2007 at 5:02 PM
Jeya Anand said…
N
hey how did u find that funny man??? :0....I am scratching my head here....need a reply pls!!
July 21, 2007 at 9:20 PM
Jeya Anand said…
Kaylee...
Thanx ... take care!!
July 22, 2007 at 1:47 PM
Sneha P said…
brilliant.....this i love!!
wonderfully cursed all the best and worst things in life!! ;)
July 27, 2007 at 2:50 PM
Jeya Anand said…
vitruvian...
thanks :)
July 27, 2007 at 7:18 PM
annie said…
"Where do we lose our innocence??
Is that deficiency termed ignorance?"

- Reality strikes here. Innocence lost with the waves of time. Nice poem,indeed.

Thanks for blogrolling me:)
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