Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

far end of the world

by the far end of the world i stand,
where sky melts into earth,
intertwining intangibly,
the great abyss,
stares back,
at an emptier shell.

and by the far end of the world i stand,
a paper boat in hand,
to ferry the best of me,
i found in you,
when i looked for me
in you.

and by the far end of the world i stand,
wrapping the best part of me,
in morning mist,
flicked from a better day,
that saw you,
thus was you.

and by the far end of the world i stand,
giving this vessel sight,
with a jar of noble light,
an illuminated jar of glass,
that holds in it,
the moon's reflection,
that fell on you.

and by the far end of the world i stand,
releasing the breath,
i drew from you,
gently on the boat,
till it fills it paper sail,
carrying it gently forth.

by the far end of the world i stand,
the demons of the world behind,
mocking in ferocious sincerity,
watching the paper boat,
slip away from their grip.
they screech, preach and pray,
for they know, even if they get me,
the ark is safe,
even if it be destroyed,
it shall never be taint.
and in this I lie content,
by the far end of the world.

An ode to hope

An ode to hope

I wonder where you went away,
are you truly dead?
or lost to us all?
either way you cease to exist.

even now that you have gone,
your spirit still lingers long,
i still,
feel you in the Internationale,
hear you in a child's laugh,
see you in spring’s blossom.
and i know most believe your still alive,
but I know it’s a beautiful lie,
why did you go away?
leaving us all astray.

I wonder where you went to die,
in desperation I search every kind eye,
look what i have become,
a mendicant now,
here without hope.

in desperation,
I looked for you in the Styx,
in flowing death,
wishing to find,
remnants of your life,
and
I looked for you in Rishikesh,
in flowing life,
wishing to find,
remnants of your death,
i wonder where you went to die.

hope’s last fleeting steps,
across desolate mindscape,
my last memory,
of the great immortal,
infected with mortality.

i wonder where you went to die
i know why you went to die

I wrote this three days back and reworked it today. Something is off here and i'm not happy with this one :( unfortunately I seem to be getting progressively worse instead of getting better. sigh...


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