incessant noise

Incessant Noise

So, Are we not already here?
In the daily outrages of little lives
where underneath silver-lined fronts and excuses
we plough through the daily necessities of the mystic life.


With makeshift changes, were to regard rape as a mild social deviation
Tantalising unknowns to mock your foolish words.
And then comes the praying, Heart and soul collide.
Remember the days when deeds to words were special, remember nothing.


Like another unyielding stone set against the currents
Pitted to allow various days to fade away
The youngest amongst us can hope to try and forget
The oldest can only hope to try and remember


Little angsties in harms way,pillows, pills, Nightmares path
Ancient hearts free to poison and free away
The solemn mind cries, choice , already made.
Noise would now just be another trade.


what i think, what i do . and what i feel.