Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Theory of Conscience




















Silence : Have you ever wondered what lies between the right and the wrong , the good and the bad ?
Evan : Yeah . its called choice
Silence (smiles) : So whats your choice now ?
Evan (laughs) : Not to make another choice ever




Theres a silent foe that works for us all day long
Fuming whispers of faith is the sweetest song
Indoctrination through control of self-belief
Corruption of reality is what we can't perceive

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through the crimson leftovers

Trapped inside a dream nothing is real here
Guiding force of greed, what makes us all so clear
Enslaving us through a promise of liberty
Rising dust of voiceless and grim poverty

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through the genetic disorder

Theres a priest everywhere who promises redemption
Through vicious rituals and arsenal of damnation
Sinful as it seems , no one dares to question him
Rational thinking , logic wreaks fear to extreme

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through the wisdom of the older

Trade of self-interests is the only social cause
No guiding principles all philosophies are lost
All forms of ideologies, politics and endless pain
Theres fury in the land, false promises of heaven

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through the ignorant shover

Illusions of life, counter-enlightenment is here
May be it Allah or Christ, my truth is so unclear
The choice is silenced and consumed by prejudice
The gift of science is rendered for war not peace

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through this theological order

Theres a silent foe that guides us all day long
Invisible and invincible, right inside the sweetest song . . . :)

12 comments:

Anirudh induchudan said...

liked first part vermuch..tough to understand the second part..liked the tone

Satans Darling™ said...


Trapped inside a dream nothing is real here
Guiding force of greed, what makes us all so clear
Enslaving us through a promise of liberty
Rising dust of voiceless and grim poverty

Deception and lies , a systematic mind takeover
Apathy surges through the genetic disorder


I am Speechless!
Wonderful poem...

I am dropping by in here for the first time. I love your work and your comments on the WL. You have a very nice collection of poems and needless to mention that you have a lot of skill and talent :)

Ashrita

Ragpicker said...

Thanks for such a lovely feedback. I'm genuinely surprised to get such a patient reading and nice comment.

I'm still a newbie in writing :) .

Regards,
Rag.

nan said...

Apathy surges through the crimson leftovers

Daggers through one's conscience !

Apathy surges through the genetic disorder

Veracious!

Apathy surges through the wisdom of the older

Hits hard!

Apathy surges through the ignorant shover

Encore !

Apathy surges through this theological order

And yet again!

Rag (Plz do temme how to address you for now Rag is all i get)
You have excellent skills in depicting things.
The Black heart poem posted at the lounge was a rarity in itself. Neither gothic nor Satanic yet DARK!
Am amazed at you skills

and not to forget, I ve fallen in love with Evan :)

Lunatic.... said...

OMG!!! I am in love with your blog!!! AWESOME!!

Satans Darling™ said...

Why are you so surprized?! You have a STOREHOUSE of talent in there. And if THIS is how it is when it is new, then well, I am so looking forward for more! I think I am in love...! With Evan, Silence, and your Blog!

Ragpicker said...

@ everyone -- > Please... reading your comments I feel like quitting drugs for a while ..cloud9. :)

My sincerest thanks to everyone for their reading and heartfelt feedback !

I'll do my best to bring more of Evan's journey for you. Thanks again :)

Ragpicker said...

@nan - you can call me ragpicker or just rag cuz its simpler even in the real world my physical properties are much close to the chemical structure of an average backyard "rag" :P

Satans Darling™ said...

Hahaha! I am reading your Blog while I am high on weed now.. So the poems seem to mean a lot more than I thought they did!

Ragpicker said...

@ ashrita : I hope you are enjoying the weed !!! Its one of the best thing in the world. Well you are doing the divine justice to my poems if you are reading them when you are on a high. Guess what , I'm a student of cryptology and there are many more hidden insights in my poems if you can figure out their true meanings. Sometimes if you are on a high you can figure that out on a little easy way since the trance of the high makes a collage of the depictions of my sentences inside your mind.

Satans Darling™ said...

You said it Rag! It does mean a lot more. Not one but all of them! And trust me, I actually have a small film running inside my mind while I am reading your poems. It is like I am witnessing the scene. And that is the very reason why I drop by here every single day without fail! Exams or no exams!

Ragpicker said...

Wow ... this comment of yours gives me acute EMP.
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