starting now,
our parallel paths
meet next
not on wretched earth
but
at the end of time
in the ocean of milk
where
silly schedules or errands
need no heeding
this will be
another four billion years!
shedding tears of blood
i weave a garland of skulls
each skull
sadly yours...
as your sculpted body
bound by endless karma
makes its way
to the funeral pyres
before starting
another soulless existence
in the soul filled
“smashaans”
where all lives end,
is where mine begins.....
as i wait there
with a bowl in hand,
wearing only the sky
as my garment,
adorned with
a garland of skulls,
begging for nothing
except your soul
© 2020
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 2:11 PM UTC
starting now,
our parallel paths
meet next
not on wretched earth
but
at the end of time
in the ocean of milk
where
silly schedules or errands
need no heeding
this will be
another four billion years!
shedding tears of blood
i weave a garland of skulls
each skull
sadly yours...
as your sculpted body
bound by endless karma
makes its way
to the funeral pyres
before starting
another soulless existence
in the soul filled
“smashaans”
where all lives end,
is where mine begins.....
as i wait there
with a bowl in hand,
wearing only the sky
as my garment,
adorned with
a garland of skulls,
begging for nothing
except your soul
© 2020