Drifting Musings...

Inspiring words - hollow without feelings;

Soothing music - shallow without warmth;

Tender care - insipid without emotion;

Equable fraternity - impossible without trust;

Living a life - inconceivable without zest...

The world a web, the people behind masks;

Hiding and obliterating, defiant and resisting honesty;

Falsified faces, deceiving sentiments, conceited actions;

The masquerade rarely slipping, each hoodwinking the other,

Lie outstripping everything, hypocrisy and deception - a fait accompli...

Encroaching and poaching on the barely left path of artlessness...

Fear and trepidation - devoid, revelry and fecklessness - paramount;

When will the dissemble end, when will the charade stop?

Or will black always be white, when it has to be otherwise?

Trust and faith - tough to achieve, easy to break;

Fealty and loyalty - never to be bought, but be earned;

Integrity and morals - asset worth having, always priceless;

Qualities worth possessing, qualities that redeem,

Right and wrong, truth and lies;

Overlap and mingle...

Black and white - not so easy to decipher;

Shifting generation and developing ages; transmuting and convoluting priorities,

Does there need to be change, is it important, is it relevant?

Or should shallowness permeate, as only superficiality can...

Disjointed abstractions...

Lighting up the way,

Shining along like a sun's pure ray...

People awed by her,

Friends sweared by her...

Neither beauty nor brawn,

Only her brain spawned...

Impressing all over,

Victory, making it sweeter and sweeter...

Her pride soared,

Care nought a tuppence, she rode;

Alas, pride hath a fall,

And loved ones turned to loathe...

Realisation far too late,

Turning backs, worship started to abate...

'What have I done', lamented she...

Tried to change, tried to turn...

Though none to see newly reformed spree...

Some Mentations...

Overhwleming paradise with no tags attached...
Silencing yet resounding landscapes, awe - muting words and description,
Nature abounds...far and near; touching the brevity of creation...
Yet, holding caution...the creatures tread;
Footsteps mellowed, voiced tuned; wariness omnipresent in the subconscious...
Expectation from nature; both gifts and flak...
Never to scorn or reject, just acceptance with grace in every pore...
Nature's wrath - cruel when it strikes,
whilst its bounty always more than just to suffice...
Changing times and creatures' greed, though re-routed the context...
Where once nature meandered, its conception fettered its unchartered courses...

Fuddle and Befuddle

There's life, and there's existence...
There's freedom, and there's allowance...
There's contentment, and there's compromise...
There are words, and there are substitutes...
Expressions and nuances - minuscle yet impactful;
While bellows and boisterousness - unclear as in a rowdy ruckus...
Entendres and undertones mar the amicable comradery,
Countenacing discord and distrust to carve a disturbing furore...
Adjustments and alterations; tried and tested all,
Nothing favours nor ticks; nothing except acute exasperation...
A change is imminent; a change necessary...
But change means quitting and a quitter is not what I want to be...