Sunday, November 06, 2005

The Purpose of Darkness...


i say there's purpose in those shades of life
if there's hope in movement
purpose defines
depression in stillness...
i say light reflects in the rivers...removes shadows in the darkness.
but purpose defines those dead stars to create black holes.

reality has a purpose to show you naked.
somethin reminds you...of somethin else that's unknown
i say masks still have purpose even though they're hated
i say hate has its purpose what if it only stings.

the crowd has a purpose...its pace lets you know it
the lost n' found grows in numbers but still it get fills with.
i say in the end there's only one that's left standin...
the highways get lost...the strangers serve the purpose
what you feel that makes you worst..still got its purpose...

i say people condemn the hypocrites..but fakin orgasms holds the purpose
when every debt seems heavy....the whores speak the meaningful
everyone runs for the moonlight...even though it's momentary...
i say come with me in the darkness...it shall last indefinitely!

2 Comments:

Dreamcatcher said...

have you ever been scared of the dark like some people are as children? i always used to find it something very soothing.

D'yer Mak'er said...

@dreamcatcher -->> ..

sometimes i feel strange when i still use this "@" sign before the blogger while i reply...like i used to do once...forgettin that there's no one else inside except you...habits are so hard to forget...n' when still countin on old ones that are gone by...we unknowingly start relyin on newer ones....without knowin anythin about the unknown..but still pretendin to hold our senses...but why am i gettin misdirected...all you asked me somethin...

have you ever been scared of the dark like some people are as children?
...well...what if i say that sometimes...i still have this fear of the dark...i know ..still a contradiction..for i who speak most about the darkness...but contradiction i'd say it's not...but rather irony would be helpful...but there are times in the middle of the night when i get up really scared...turn on all the lights in my room...only then i could think about sleep.

i always used to find it something very soothing
...but i feel somethin else...those must have been real times of solitude ..isn't dc?...solitude..i find more scary than darkness....but irony risin once again....i practise it everyday!