-kalika
On Purpose
what is a purpose anyways??
a dogma turned down for felicity’s sake?
a word to the wise paraphrased,
into which the world buys initially by mistake?
what is your purpose for really??
to use “truth” to skirt around morality?
saying youth aren’t wise to query;
to spew worthless lies then deny adamantly?
what does your purpose mean to you??
dusty words representing their world’s maker?
protection for all you’ve been through,
is it a mechanism preventing failure?
what does your purpose say about you??
does it help people understand or hound you?
a version of you that sprouts true,
does it reveal what you haven’t amounted to?
“purpose” — does it truly serve us?
does this notion do a disservice to some?
it’s a thought we shouldn’t purchase..
if purpose’s value’s worthless or “zero sum.”
-kalika
CRAYOLA JUNKIES
“You’re still addicted to the 20th century, high from its harshness, buzzed by its brutality” -Alfredo Garcia, 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘯
(sample at the beginning of the song)
-kalika ft. SirWhiskers
Unspoken Emotion
I'm the pain that's settled into the crevices of your dimples when you smile, lurking like cobwebs in the rafters of a home you haven't cleaned in a while.
I am the anger sitting quite earnestly on the edge of your patient lips, anxiously fighting to not give in to haters when you could call in warships.
I am both the disappointment and acceptance you've decidedly faced, pondering longingly as you wonder if all your efforts have been misplaced.
I am the determination held in the firm hand of the most driven fighter, watching as you heed your grandfather's words: "there ain't no hill for a climber."
I am the hope flickering behind your eyes; growing the higher you climb,holding you together like a warm embrace when you want to resign.
I am the satisfaction rising with each breath in your tired chest,realizing you've helped so many to the top, passing life's true test.
-kalika