If I say
We all judge and lie, as we are human
Or if you will,
We are all human, as we judge and lie
Did you see the difference?
Who cares? You said
Actually you admitted inside without being noticed
No, no need to look around now
It's too late

A false smile with or without
Surgical aid, called social
An all time annoying msg, called networking and even real time
No, no need to check now
It's too much

What is real then
High hills?
' I am very well, yourself?'
No one knows, which means everyone knows it

Tie and suit?
The luxury limousine takes you to your funeral?
Two beautifully made instruments carrying same somebody
One is vertical, another horizontal
You stand or lie?
No, no need to answer now
Lie, down
Under, stand

The flower may last forever
A vase can never be fake
A place like heaven reported suicide
I am broken twice
And I broke my language
My words come back in lines

I tell myself to run
As all things go wrong
I stand still all along
Everything else moves on and on

All writers are limited with words
Though not much meaning they need to carry
All what we've done is do
All what we didn't do was done

Lying in bed, I am floating
Running an obit non stopping
That's called eternal when you are fast enough
Just you may fall at any time

Aug 25, 2016

Again, I find myself at home
The home I made last year
And while it hasn't changed too much,
That I have is my fear.

I loved this place and made it mine,
And tied myself to it;
But now that I've returned, I'm lost
And not like the rest, I admit.

Will I find my place? Or will that only come
With friends who are my home?
Am I isolated now, and is this why
My home feels so alone?

Perhaps this feeling soon will pass
And maybe it'll get better;
But for the moment, I'm alone,
And can't seem to find my tether.

I never considered myself anything significant.
Instead, I brought myself down.
Never letting up, and dragging everyone with me.
But the point of it all was unclear.
It seems to me now,
that I had wasted so much time.
But for what?
I'll never have an answer.
It could have been the drugs,
the overwhelming ego I had,
or just the sensation of suffering.
But I wasted my time.

Adore the
essence of
simplicity.
There is a
joy in living
with less.