Fear of Life

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A bullet shatters through the cranium..
A sword swings through the vertebrae..
The head departs from the rest..
Brings down the mitosis to an end..

A rolling stone gains momentum..
A rolling head loses its life.

Thoughts acted upon by impulses..
Impulses denied by fear..

Fear of failure eludes success..
Fear of death engulfs life..
Fear of life aggravates the desire..
The eternal desire to die..

The will to live dies..
The will to die lives..

Comments

Sophiagurl said…
Life sometimes seems a formidable force, too hot to handle. But I know that human resilience persists even through the toughest times...you will too!

why are you not fine? what's wrong doc?
November 2, 2007 at 8:32 PM
Jeya Anand said…
Yes...thats how i had survived till now...

I feel like a rotten piece of decaying matter...I feel like there's nothing in me to live...terribly low...
November 3, 2007 at 11:03 AM
Anonymous said…
HEY CHEER UP! YOU GUNNA MAKE ME CRY!!!!!!!! I FEEL LIIKE THAT ALOT TOO THOUGH!!!!!!
November 3, 2007 at 11:07 AM
Jeya Anand said…
kaylee...
Lets console each other then...:)
November 3, 2007 at 11:15 AM
Anonymous said…
GOoD IDEA :)
November 3, 2007 at 11:42 AM
Shyama said…
i gues life has its ups n downs... but it cnt be nite forever can it? i know it may sound cliched but every dark cloud has its silver linin n u may not see the silver linin today or tom... mite even take months! but u will see it one day... im talkin outta experience...

hope everythin works out 4 u... tcz...
November 3, 2007 at 7:25 PM
Shyama said…
P.S. the pic above used to be my wallpaper for my desktop once upon a tym.. but i saw the silver linin of da cloud... n now ive changed the wallpaper... :)
November 3, 2007 at 7:28 PM
Anonymous said…
welcome back dude!!! dont quit this time!!!!
November 3, 2007 at 7:52 PM
Pallav said…
Heh, the problem with suicide is that you can't blog about it later ;)

Guns are cool though, swords have an art to them...dying in my book should be an adventure :)

N
November 3, 2007 at 8:31 PM
Shyama said…
@ N : lol, ur supposed to be talkin him outta it... :P
November 3, 2007 at 9:27 PM
Impressionist said…
whats wrong brotha!?
something wrong!? eh?
good to have u back man!, i hope ur here to stay this time! :0

peace & love
Jeevy
November 4, 2007 at 12:02 AM
Sophiagurl said…
Hi Jeya, your friends here in the blogosphere are here for you. we could listen to your ramblings...you can write it down too. Helps clear the head when you write it down.

God bless! Life will get better you'll see!
November 4, 2007 at 9:30 AM
Anonymous said…
hey nice poem! you are back with a 'bang'....pun intended...
November 4, 2007 at 6:22 PM
Keshi said…
Life is not to be feared...its to be embraced, no matter how many times we fall...we can always get up, dust ourselves n keep on walking right?

Keshi.
November 5, 2007 at 9:42 AM
Jeya Anand said…
shimmer...
the same pic as ur wallpaper?? thats quite strange!! And u see I have got better too....Thanks a lot to my Home trip!!:) and of course to ur kind words!!

Ashu..
Thank you..I dont wish to...:)

N...
Man u are always witty with ur remarks;) Death is an adventure in mine tooo;)
November 5, 2007 at 11:58 PM
Jeya Anand said…
jeevy...
everything is fine now:)At home now!!

sophigurl...
yeah thats what i am gonna do....I a m gonna free my mind...not gonna torture myself, but torture my readers:D:D: just kidding!!

lover....
;)thanks dude...

keshi...
Right keshi...Spot on...
Its great to have u back!!:)
November 6, 2007 at 12:06 AM
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