the day I was created was created the grave as well
that is waiting for me since the years ago
the trees I love the most will burn me that day
fumes of pyre will melt all my records away
in the secret pains and pleasures, my music is sure to fade
footprints will erode, image will dim, history wil bury again
my life, my biggest truth will be nothing but a myth
an allien to the world and a new life will be devised instead
nobody can see me even I blaze with sun
nobody can feel me even I merge with air
this is the trade of human life
to offer to the god till the flower blooms
and to spit over it once it wilthers down
even then,
every step destined to rule the world
to kiss the moon, nay! to wax and wane the star and sun
to swim in the streams of cloud, to swing in the huts of heart
to see the distance never seen, to walk the distance never trod
but my christ! my evangelina! I know
this is the dream where the earthly shadows fall
where our angels are raped cursed by Adam's tears
where our socrates dies and thus my paradise is lost
where the truth elopes within the rainbow of the world
as such,
I crave to win the world and so, I lose my life
marching to win the life will lose the battle with the world????
no, I can'ls dwell in this world, the world has to dwell on me
no, I can't go with this time, the time has to go with me
in this vast sandly desert, I'm searching a grain of sand
in this lifeless world of lives, I'm searching a true life
how can I behold the winds washing my dreams away?
how can I behold the sky gazing at me everyday?
how can I behold the winds washing my dreams away?
how can I behold the sky gazing at me everyday?
(this poem rife with confusions, composed nearly three years ago bagged me the first prize in the poem competition, S.M. College)
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