Weary and lost -
Eyes bleary and dark.
What's my role here?
Where do I leave my mark?
No sudden reprieve
Or heroic demise.
Just the dull thudding
Of a spineless surmise.
Slipping away
Yes, I'm sliding on down.
Feeding on thought,
Yet eaten within and beyond..
Momentary lapse
Of a life force that wanes.
Only to materialize
As another victim of disdain.
Hopes and images
Flitting by fast.
Envy, my ride;
Faithful alibi, grandiose pride.
Worthless words
In an estranged mind.
Does it really matter
What I earn or who I find?
Crinkled skin and a life later
Where will my thoughts lie?
Will they let me think?
Won't I be free to fly?
Eyes bleary and dark.
What's my role here?
Where do I leave my mark?
No sudden reprieve
Or heroic demise.
Just the dull thudding
Of a spineless surmise.
Slipping away
Yes, I'm sliding on down.
Feeding on thought,
Yet eaten within and beyond..
Momentary lapse
Of a life force that wanes.
Only to materialize
As another victim of disdain.
Hopes and images
Flitting by fast.
Envy, my ride;
Faithful alibi, grandiose pride.
Worthless words
In an estranged mind.
Does it really matter
What I earn or who I find?
Crinkled skin and a life later
Where will my thoughts lie?
Will they let me think?
Won't I be free to fly?
1 comment:
Religion and Philosophy might confuse us with a lot of intimidating details.
Science tries to be more true. It does not assert anything on life.
As Richard Feymann says, we have to admit as of now, it is a purposeless universe. We can only hope something will crop up in future. Meanwhile one occupies with a job out of necessity or with interest. Eat, drink and be merry till then is the ideal. Ethics and freedom being the basics of life.
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