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thejeanjacket Mar 2021
From the golden pearls placed on its doors,
my breath got cut short.
Its sliver coloring shook me to my core.
I saw it’d started to widen ,
thought I would see the world’s most beautiful garden...
but instead : stood, before me
a pit of fire and hell that could **** me,
and melt the life I have inside of me ,
I saw flames that spoke to me
“Ryan”
I like the contrast between the meaning of the name Ryan in different cultures ( gates to heaven  hints the title ;) ) and hell .
AiR Dec 2018
One day when life was full of peace
My mentor told me something to tease
Who are you? Why are you here?
What’s your purpose in life, my dear?
Are you going to float till you die?
Or are you going to find out why?
Are you the body? Are you the mind?
Go on a quest the truth to find.

Questions made me start my search
I went to a temple, mosque and church
Who was God and where was he?
Where could heaven and hell be?
How was I born? What caused this I?
What will happen after I die?
I started my quest to find the truth
I would not stop till I get to the root

Every religion said the truth is mine
Each scripture boasted that its version was fine
Don’t ******, don’t steal, don’t have wine
Rituals were plenty to live and dine
But nobody talking of the truth
Nobody had found out the real brute
The enemy was none else than our mind
Where it is you cannot find

Although you know, you do not know
Whatever you see, you cannot see
The truth is staring at your face
But you are busy in the world’s race
Who am I, you do not know
The ego seems to steal the show
We are slaves of desire and lust
What is the myth, we do not bust

We live, we die, don’t find out why
And we just cry when we see someone die
Who made this earth? Who made this sky?
Who made you and them and I?
We believe in the lie
We don’t ask why
Whatever we are told
We just buy
We fret and fume through life and sigh
The truth passes us by, we let it fly

We come and go but we don’t know
The world is nothing but a cosmic show
With empty hands, we all come
And nothing is ours when all is done
But still, we live and die and cry
We don’t ask questions, who and why
Ignorance fills our life’s sky
And instead of laughing we just cry

Those who realize the whole truth
Those who get to the bottom root
Those who put everything to test
Those who go on a search and quest
Those who question who and why
Those who know they will never die
They are the ones who live in bliss,
Joy and peace, they do not miss

What is the purpose of life on earth?
Why do we die and why this birth?
Who made this earth, who made this sky?
Who causes things to walk and fly?
If you don’t find out who am I
And you just cry until you die
Then you’ll just run, you won’t have fun
And in a flash life will be done.
Ever wondered who you are, why you here or what the purpose of life really is? Well, read on for some eye-opening answers.
AiR Sep 2018
Life is a mystery ‑ We can’t track its history
It may seem to start at birth and seem to end at death
But what seems to be life’s end…
is but a bend to transcend

Body, mind and soul are what make life whole
But then comes death and we lose our breath
We mistake Happiness to be life’s goal
Until we realize – No! We must liberate our soul

The saddest thing is we don’t know the meaning of life
We live and we die with sadness and strife
We want this and that to be Happy and Glad
But we end up being miserable, greedy and sad

Life is a journey ‑ Like a river, we must flow
From God, we came and to God, we must go
Life is a Drama ‑ we desire and we crave
But nothing will be ours when we go to the grave

We foolishly think we are the body and mind
Until we get the “Aha”, we are the soul we find
We don’t know where we came from and don’t know where we will go
The Goal of Life is to reach the other shore

Most people don't live life; they just seem to exist
The cravings of the body, they just can't resist
They are so busy, no time to go on a quest
To find out who we truly are, putting life to a test

Of course, we are not the body - in the end, it will die
Are we the mind and ego? No, at death, they will fly
We are the Life Energy that departs at death...
We are the life itself that gives us our breath

We live in ignorance; the truth we don't find
We forget that we are the soul, not the body and mind
The God that we seek in a temple or a church
Lives inside our own hearts - a place we don't search

We are not this, not this....we are that!
Not the body, not the mind, the soul, in fact
The purpose of life is to realise this Goal -
We are not the body and mind. We are the Soul!

— The End —