Chaos

The haunting madness of this foggy rainy night

Churns the past memories vaulted within

Thoughts rushing at wildest speed

Like flames trapped in a gust of wind.

A depth unknown, never experienced before

All the thoughts revolting against me

Creating a vortex spiraling downward

Shut the present from being present.

Night skies crying incessantly

Dashing the tirade against the windows

Like tears the raindrops trickle

Trapping each thought within each drop.

This darkness draped in wetness

Speaks the silence loudly

In drowning tears from above

And, the maddening fears buried within.

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Behold this transitory......

when evolution ends in ash
of what avail of all these mesh
worries, agonies and other sufferings?
what becomes forms visible
unto subtlety all dissolves
and we wail as if we are spared.
of yesterday today and tomorrow
a cycle that never happen in time
but in minds of man strongly etched.
philosophy religion and god
a framework of human minds
perimeters of so-called peace and silence.

nature owns us, and we own her not
the lords we are, the mind is made to believe,
thus nature, in greed we try to grab.
all gone all messed
everything turned awry
we sit and worry over our own follies,

and this transitory becomes a purgatory.


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Dark cloud shall pass too

thickening clouds of pain
clouding the mind in fear
everything in vain seems to be
but certain times do seem to last long
no pain remains unconquered
and no fear shall claw us down,
there will always be a little sunshine
for us to tread
in the hours of darkness.

don't be fooled by shadow my friend
for it comes only in brightness 
in darkness it may not be, 
yet it may appear again in the lightest moment
when you think you are at the brightest height.

Though, in ignorance we do falter and fall
to rise and walk is still the right we have.

nothing last forever, good and bad times too!!


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