In search of truth

Did I go back and forth

Wandered through mountains

Bathed in rivers sacred

With the pious

Whichever way the blind pointed

With hope and zest me travelled

Every which way I smelled his scent

But round and round is all I went

Wasted lives to know the one who is not

But the feverish pitch of seeking would cease not

What does it take to fathom the ocean

Even fish or whale is clueless of the ocean

It is only the salt that can be ocean

A salt doll I became

Just a plunge made me the ocean.



So all it needs is a plunge.

The ability to recreate every moment you live and
imbue it with something as unique as "you" itself...

If God speaks to me and wishes to fulfil my wishes,then I wish that I would be given the immense potentiality for once to destroy the whole universe.The whole cosmic wanderings.

You're something else
Hold my face in your hand, it's the
only way I'll remain whole
Why aren't you leaving, why isn't
your foot in the door
Why must I feel like every disaster before

To cry in your bed was
the last thing I wanted
But you, with your bedroom eyes,
your loud awful incredible eyes
Told me I was something else
Not someone else,
something else

-c.j.

Intentions to the wise,
Levels undefined.
Now you pay the price.
Become the fun.

Play your chess piece,
Choose your position wisely.
For I may slay thee,
Behind thy golden locks,
Of preppy.