Sunday, January 09, 2005
Its all a game....
Inspired by px's chinese poem on her blog, which I found to be quite true, and depressing in the sense that there is a deep sense of disillusionment in it... I found it to be really inspiring... haha... However, I must admit that I don't quite understand it actually... haha... I just kinda got the gist of it... Chinese too chim already....
The Game -- by -Emptiness-
In the open, we talked and we laughed,
But it just a game, a player’s craft.
A complex game, driven solely by lust,
Between the sexes, to my disgust.
What happened to love, so pure and white,
The thread of light, crossing the divide?
A love that lasts, innocent yet strong,
Regardless of all, weathering the storms.
With faces hidden, all donning masks,
We all partake, in these deceitful tasks.
Misleading others, to attain our goals,
Sinister and dark, these are our souls.
Who here is willing, to bare their all,
Aware that he might just lose it all?
Knowing this now, who can we trust?
Can we see clearly, through all the dust?
- Emptiness - 1/09/2005 08:17:00 pm
