Sunday, September 21, 2008

Drinking from the Same Cup...

This is as much your story as it is mines,
We drink from the same cup, you and I..
Sometimes intoxicated by the offering and other times
Rendered to a state of nausea by the over stimulation of sugar rushes and aftertastes of the gone off variety.
When left too long in the sun, unattended, life’s condition deteriorates.
And we drink on, regardless, like thirsty puppies, unaware of the crass energy of a thing gone bad.

And then we feel it all. The rising bile, the fear, the pain, the disillusionment that makes us point shaky fingers at who-knows-what.

And we cry from deep within. Warm tears stream down forlorn faces, drenching chins; the salty derisiveness staining the false arrogance of starched collars. Of what use is this self-ridicule? Carving a path to bleakness, it sets a burning torch to light the way, but burns its bearer into the ground / to ashes.

The dust to dust parody reminds us of our fallibility, mortality, but taken to extreme derides us to nothingness. Life tends to nothingness? Unless…

10 comments:

KiLLa said...

I always read your posts.. But in complete honesty, its too deep in meaning for my intellect..

Just so u know..

KimyaShafinaaz said...

hi mo.

no. its not deep for your intellect, its just me being cryptic as ever.
btw, your stuff usually reads like a bollywood script :P

Anonymous said...

ditto. this is deep kimmy!

JT

KimyaShafinaaz said...

hmm..

then read it s-l-o-w-l-y

usually helps to go into it drop at a time, rather then just diving in

green4girls said...

hands full, yeah..

deeply felt words lady kimS

bb_aisha said...

I think the difficulty lies in responding in kind. We fear our words won't match up. And they won't.

I can only pray for my first cup to remain sweet always, and to never have to taste those bitter tears...

KimyaShafinaaz said...

hands empty.. open.. raised...
searching...

@ bb: i echo your prayer :)

KiLLa said...

Bollywood scripts are hilarious.. Thus my liking

Crimson Shimmer said...

-Unless... we learn from it.

this took me two good reads lady, pleasantly expressive. especially but burns its bearer into the ground / to ashes :)

luckily it was at night, drinking from a cup whether it be same or not would be dangerous at day :P

KimyaShafinaaz said...

killa, u do lyrics and comedy.. i c

@ luq: for the moment, not dangerous, just haraam :/