voodoo
My soul is desolate and lost,
my soul is constrained by time,
my soul is like the sea in a storm,
my soul knows no peace.
my heart is fragile,
my heart is shattered not broken,
my heart is barely beating,
my heart knows no joy.
my spirit is cast away.
my spirit is forlorn,
my spirit is one with the darkness,
my spirit knows no strength.
and i ask my reflection..
the girl with the hollow eyes,
‘i want peace. I want joy. I want strength.’
‘you are a voodoo doll.’
‘the world will puppet you with your life’
Comments
Love it esp when you drop the line “…the world will puppet you with your life …” it all comes together. Good work.
thanks Karue! :)
– ahenda
Wow…an amazing write, ahenda.
You’ve perfectly captured the torturous feeling of oblivion.
exactly what i was thinking…oblivion! thank you.
– ahenda
wonderful write ahenda.. a soul that is trapped, a heart without strength and a spirit which isn’t bright will make us a voodoo doll for sure. lots of love and peace to u and to everyone:)
bharath…much appreciated, especially for understanding what this piece is all about! peace,love and joy to you!
– ahenda
Ahh… a great illustration of being manipulated by life’s ups and down. The loss of someone close can make one’s soul feel lost; a love betrayed can shatter one’s heart; and a spiritual crisis can feel like we are in the dark. Kudos!
thank u dada!
– ahenda