19.12.12

Where Now Is My Inspiration?


I lost it.
Perhaps I forced it.
I misplaced it.
Maybe I replaced it.
I'm not sure why.
I'm not a passerby.
Where now has in gone?
Where then will it go?
Why now has it gone?
Why then, I don't know.

Where is my inspiration?
Why is it my inspiration?
How does it inspire?
Or may be is it to aspire?
From root of what, I ask myself.
Who is my inspiration?

Maybe I have gone too far.
Perhaps slightly beyond par.
Maybe what inspires in poisoned by tar.
But still I'll leave my door, slightly ajar.
Come now come in.
Mend this void from all it's scars.
Let's take a ride in my imaginary car.
Listen to the symphony that flows on the bar.

Where now is my inspiration?
Why now the realization?
Might I add an exclamation.
To this bile of asphyxiation.
Comes again with a greedy ear.
All around space wants to hear.
Where now is my inspiration.

I lost it.
Perhaps I forced it.
I misplaced it.
Maybe I replaced it.
I might know where.
I might know why.
But still...
Where now has in gone?
Where then will it go?
Why now has it gone?
Why then, I don't know.

It is time.
Time to go.
It is time.
Time to know.
It is time.
Time to show.
It is time.
Time will tell me, where the rivers will flow.

Where now is my inspiration?
Lost in time through this continuum?
Where now is my inspiration?
Thrown away into oblivion?

No, no!
I wouldn't succumb.
No, no!
I will not be dumb.
Yes, yes! 
This is no conundrum.
Yes, yes!
This is just a junction.
Still. Where is my inspiration?

Take this as a break.
Not more than a season.
Take this as a win.
Not falling into the chasm.
It is not futile.
The heart is gentile.
To the body which is fertile.
Without inspiration, the heart is brittle.
Without inspiration, the can be so little.

Don't worry.
This is no end.
Don't worry
This shall be mend.
Halt on asking about the inspiration.
Continue on thriving on whats more to this function.
Don't be too hasty on any evaluation.
Take time and time will tell who deserves affection.

"Goodbye for now..."

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