In View Of A Loss Poem by jathin aka jesuzz

Like an aimless dart i have lost my course

But i do feel the completeness of a wayward bullet

Though it missed its target, it still hits something else

and completes its existence.

This hide and seek of my true self,

How long have i been the all knowing bystander

Yet like an impotent male i breed nothing

The longing of a barren hill to bear weeds at least,

Who again would know it nor man or beast.

On my weighed soul, i seek 7 pounds

An maybe an ounce of fulfilment.

A trace of totality.



Last fight draws near,

The arsenal is incomplete.

I feel in the silent dark corners

Await the vigilant coroners

I bid adieu to my dear old friend

But to her i say i will see you again

But not today, let me pen this anguish down

Let my arguments with god be heard.

Let my disagreement with him be noted

Let him repent his actions



As the logic leaves me by

It feels like the wind is blowing way my soul,

I take a bow towards eternity and feel complete

Is this embracing death?

Or is this life.