From birth we are laid in a hearse,
Death unites life, unseen is our curse
Fallen dreams as above become below
Unaware of what waits to taint the soul
Mysteries forgotten, hypnotic awaken
I am taken cyclical, chaos bound
Lessons not learnt, never ending continuing round
Born yet I am born again
I reach divinity though cannot muster speech
I seek in present, a spiritual time
Yet inside I am many, but divided in two
One side won’t relent until it rules
The planet is a crossroad, existence a test
The end brings failure, so continues the test
Once taught I am lost, the demon awakens
Living life, wondering, who am I?
In silence it creeps, disturbing one’s sleep
Words not mine, behaviour untrue
By the power of light, be gone into the night
Hormones erupt, therefore easily corrupt
From knowledge, there is only survival
Words from the bible bide me time
Even if freed, this world hinders me
One so fallen, descends humanity
Looking back with age, naïve my path
Symbols of math, dictated the path
The number two, rendered me a fool
I am the demon’s tool
The truth of Eden, is we are the fallen
No memory, in death we remember
Then transcend again
Touching the left, restarts our breath
The test starts again
Exorcised demon, yet around are more seeds
Life to death is the purpose I seek
I am Adam eternally weak
A puzzle of confusion
Life of delusion
A wrong conclusion
New birth, new illusion
Such a wonderful truth of life is visible here. Why no one has touched it yet? I am very fortunate to read and comment this as a first person here. Deeply philosohical and heart touching poem. I give 10+ for this great work
‘A puzzle of confusion/Life of delusion/A wrong conclusion/New birth, new illusion ‘~ These four bottom lines indeed ‘Bottom Line’ of poetry …very deep poem needs contemplation by several reads Wow I find resemblance with Indian Vedic thought great… thanks sharing Hon’ble Poet Louis Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I appreciate the generous flow of the poem.Wonderfully depicted and delineated poem for the very purpose to be eternal..