Lost in a sea of trees,
Leaves cry at my feet,
The wind howls in the distance,
I cannot find what I seek.

A vicious howl echoes in the distance,
My heartbeat just grows faster,
And fiercer,
With absolute persistence.

Where have you gone?
I have looked all over,
No stone left unturned,
No insect has spoken.

I now reached a cliff...
There is nowhere else to look.
The roaring sea told me it has seen you,
But I'm too scared to look.

One step forward,
Is all it takes to meet you again,
One step onward,
And our feelings will be in vain.

Outlines of a bird
Flying, but unstirred
In the bleak presence
Of phosphorescence!

Knots untying themselves
Loud ringing bells
Emanating petrichor
On the luminous floor!

Construction deconstruction
Misconstruction misconception
Blocks above blocks
Clocks! Moving clocks!


On the whole
It is a black box
Ready to go down the hole
Without a key, but with infinite locks

Encrypted Decrypted
Protected Unprotected
Waves after waves
Castles made of clays!

Ready for the outburst
Ready to explode
To find a body, to be the first
To walk on the forlorn road


Search is on
For the companion
The illusionary ally
Turns out to be an alter-ego
Unstoppable flow!
Unraveling mazes,
Retracing the traces
There are too many places
With a multitude of faces

Its a frantic search
From the inside
It is the soul searching for a soul!!

Of progressing science
Of massive equations
Of theory and numbers
Of facts and hypotheses
Unexplained are those things that really matter!

From the realms of a world
That works purely on sense
With so called knowledge immense
But only in your head!
God is a work of fiction, you say
Call those mortals dumb for a day
For they don't believe in science
Yet you prove atom, to my dismay
While it exists, but not seen
Questions to these answers is what I seek
Seem as strong as I wish, I am still weak

Heaps of papers lie at your desk
Where are the answers when I feel Kafkaesque
What use is it, when two plus two can't be five
While she is dead, and I am alive


Pleasures so corporeal
Have left my abode
Facts no longer real
All that is left is the source code
Of what a yes is and a no

Of regressing mentality
Of submissive disorders
Of beliefs and faiths
Of lies and false assumptions
Unexplained are those things that really matter!

Mitch McConnell could be the biggest ******* in American history.
Why don't you come oppress me, *****? I'm anti-fascism, you ******* *******! So, come on down and oppress me, big man. I dare you. Try to silence me, **** face!
I wish you would.
I personally DO NOT work retail. However *** breath , the people who do work retail and any non essential non-medical job deserve a holiday off with pay same as anyone else does just as president Lincoln declared in 1863
you unpatriotic ****** cattle ******* piece of uneducated ****.

If I posted what I actually wish for the ******* from Kentucky, I would hear a knock on my door and guys in blue suits with sun glasses.

He looks like a loaf of **** that is beginning to poke out of your *** prior to reaching a toilet.
That ***** can die in a well.

Grinning at the memories
She left in my conscious mind
Like everything still seems present
The cherished times at her laughs
Left smiles of regret to take a chance

Through this road with music
Louder than the wilderness
Good Will Hunting final theme
I have to go see about a girl

The road longing as I accelerate
Take me to her heart once again
Make it my home in her forever
To return everyday and night