These poems are for Kush

Paradise Parasite

Somedays thoughts go sunder someways
I have everything I ever wanted and worked for
I got what I deserved and what is more
I am in my own version of personal paradise

Lately I have come to love the thoughts that come to stay
The insecurities, doubts and melancholy that choose to pray
Makes we wonder if today I did all I could have done
Am I near the end or have I just begun?

Doubts are the parasites in my paradise
Sucking my happiness secretly without a glance
Gnawing and throbbing on the healthy of my mind
Leaving a rotten core to be found

There is a parasite in my soul
and I dont know if the bleeding is helpful
But it is sure making me weak
The thoughts of drowning and turning bleak

Shoo! Shoo! Go away, little Johnny was in a pleasant mood today
Prozac induced music inspired food satiated weather fine tuned
But the parasite called nagging doubts have

English: Eastern Phoebe (Sayornis phoebe) nest...

 

come to stay
Is that all I could say to you today?

One response

  1. Quite love the metaphors in this one.

    August 28, 2012 at 3:52 am

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