Thursday, February 25, 2016
Life Is Simple
Life felt the same simplicity,
Life insisted its thirst for knowledge,
As I form my words for now.
I am confused in this book, as others
Are confused about intellectual feats.
Life blends with the authority of a learner,
He is commanding, he is a life-bringer;
The scholarly help he receives is my twist
In the hunger of the soul,
As the words leave the tongue of old.
Life manages my belongings,
It rectifies and erects the building
So built, the building so alight with
Fire that shines in the night, a nightmare
Arises from the stupors of madness.
Then I dwell among the living, and visit
The dead when needed, when the demand
Is high and higher than moments of joy;
A spectacle aborts the horizon so
That I concentrate the mind on here and now.
Topic(s) of this poem: life,simple