Mostly Poetry and other musings

SEEKING THE UNCONCERNED

Upside down, the world on its destiny,

Forever nonchalant, my thoughts fly

Towards that, my depravity

Those that dont want me, why?

Roaming through the woods, I search

No answer, no avail, think this a sail

my making, my own besmirch

Truth the animal with no head nor tail

Sink into the warmth of emotion,

Feel the sky that’s never close

The cycle only ends in perdition

Not having what I chose

Through the Blazing rain of change

Journey’s a tiny wind of hope

Drinking the idea in binge

Walk to the sun is easier to cope

THE BUBBLES WE LIVE IN

A thought, a word, an opinion, a belief

No escape from this tree of grief

I make my bed and call it my home,

Not realizing its arms way from being a tomb

Filled with pain and regret, my mind flies

What rain can wash these echoing cries?

Life’s rapid motion is building its walls

Do I stay in? Or answer to the wild that calls?

My realizations are lonely like a bubble in an ocean

I only need break it and break it I will in sheen

To the life ahead of mine, miserable as it may be

The cage I built myself must break for me to see!

WHAT’S TIRING?

The rock that you get over will only bring more,

But the climb is little, ahead is the allure of a moor

The bruises and pain seem so ephemeral,

Healing me with soft touches is nature’s mural

For what has been will never follow,

To each his own, filling the hollows

It’s yours, its mine and no one’s,

For the howls and the chirps soothe in sums

To man unknown, to cozy yet uncharted and to life unbroken

A world awaits for an embrace, so what’s tiring you my friend?