Imagine.
A butterfly unfold,
With belligerent glittering wings,
She begins to fly,
Leaving a trail of gold.
Touching the sky at one,
For her limits are none.
Grazing the fall,
Touching the leaves,
Petting the flowers,
Wind blows it to the sea.
She leaps again,
This time, she won’t sway
For she knows her way.
While she heads for the stars,
She knows she can’t look back,
She believes in it now,
There’s no hiding any more,
When she lights the heavens on fire!
Just when your day is about to die a pathetic death, so pathetic that it makes pathetic itself look pathetic, comes a song that revives it to no end!
God save music and God save Rock! 😀
I read this prompt and the first question that popped in my tiny tired little brain at 11:45 pm in the night was – what do they mean by prized? And I slept over it.
The morning held further questions. Is it something you won as a prize but holds no meaning in your life for it’s a mere trophy? Is it something that makes you feel prized? Is it an object? Is it a feeling? Is it a perception? Is it a universal truth? Shouldn’t it hold value in your life?
So I decided to go through some prompts and I realized being ‘prized’ is a mere perception. The word makes us realize its virtue from both sides. The answer to all my questions above is a sweet and simple ‘YES’.
So what is my prized possession? Something I learned from a lot of mortifying years of anarchy in my thoughts. Freedom!
Freedom of space, speech, and foremost thoughts! I’m unafraid. Confusion and betrayal have given me the name of the only person to trust on this planet and since, I’m never leaving this planet before my death, that name is mine! Trust no one. And it is this trust, that gives my thinking a new and distinguished sense of freedom.
I crossed many a rivers to mentally reach where I am today. I started to write. There is nothing more that I can do to erase all self-doubt. And here is a song that truly expresses my freedom –
Baptized in the river – Yes, I am!
P.S. – Is it OK if I use baptized for purified the way I did here?
The only thing that today’s daily prompt reminded me off was my brother’s first ever composition!
It came after 4 years in college and rigorous guitar practice. Trust me, I was his roommate and heard a lot of his jittery ting-tings and tung-tungs!
I was in awe the first time he sung it for us! He sang well and played well too but this was a total surprise!
Give it up for Salil Mishra – I Wanna Live Again!
Please pardon us for poor sound quality – it’s a recording but lyrics come from his heart!
Just for the traditions though, a tradition we have started to follow is sing our hearts, lungs and throats out when him and his guitar are playing! Family thing – we think we are helluva singers!
Lets see how others are impressing us –
End of my life? Legacy? You kidding me! Who the hell thinks about all this stuff? What were you doing exactly when the thought popped in your head, eh – The Daily Prompt maker?
It’s as if, what the hell, lets see, how funny can this sad topic get. Anyways since we’re on it, let me see how far can I take it.
Let me quote one Mr. Robbie Williams from his song “Feel” –
“I don’t wanna die, but I ain’t keen on living either”
Death for me is a far-fetched thought. I’ve seen people die and I get really sad when I think about those good souls. I don’t believe in heaven or hell. I have to literally see it to believe it. But what I would like to be for the small little world of mine is an inspiration. When people think about me, they should think of me as a really honest man. If I bring tears to some eyes after I’m gone, they should be birthed by pride and happiness. They must all believe that I had a purpose in my life and I chased it as hard as I could. I don’t mean to pass on my legacy but at least the near and dear ones should remember me.
All I care about are truth and honest purpose. Try and remember me as someone who always had good thoughts about you unless I really despised you in which case I will make sure to let you know about you before I go. Try and love me after I’m gone for I can never treasure love. I don’t understand it properly enough to reciprocate it in the best possible way. Try and remember me as a practical guy who loved logic but was always inspired by his feelings.
I know people will never understand my perspective but I don’t want you to. Just believe in me and my good intentions. I’m not evil.
Well I have been searching all of my days
All of my days
Many a road, you know
I’ve been walking on
All of my days
And I’ve been trying to find
What’s been in my mind
As the days keep turning into night
Well I have been quietly standing in the shade
All of my days
Watch the sky breaking on the promise that we made
All of this rain
And I’ve been trying to find
What’s been in my mind
As the days keep turning into night
Well many a night I found myself with no friends standing near
All of my days
I cried aloud
I shook my hands
What am I doing here
All of these days
For I look around me
And my eyes confound me
And it’s just too bright
As the days keep turning into night
Now I see clearly
It’s you I’m looking for
All of my days
Soon I’ll smile
I know I’ll feel this loneliness no more
All of my days
For I look around me
And it seems He found me
And it’s coming into sight
As the days keep turning into night
As the days keep turning into night
And even breathing feels all right
Yes, even breathing feels all right
Now even breathing feels all right
It’s even breathing
Feels all right!
This song is I guess made for me!
By – Alexi Murdoch
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