Nostalgia

On a rainy drench day
I thought of lost time
When language was proper
Abuse worst crime
Money was secondary
Ethics were Prime

Rebels were martyrs
Thoughts had a home
Divine cried over a
lost genius’ tome

Verses were heard
Words carried weight
Philosophical pondering
and humanity’s fate

Music grand masters
Songs sung in soul
Days, many hours
Nirvana achievable goal

Was this all real
or mirage, imagination
Life was much simpler?
mind’s insinuation

Return to the mundane
daily death routine
Passing through passages
Million times seen

Again

Another day another journey
decades have passed
since we last met
hearts were broken
souls were stolen
Why meet again
when all is set
Life, love, lust, trust,
Want to remember
the pain again
Want to be
Insane again
Emotions thunder
Rain again
I miss that
I miss you

Sheer stupidity aka soul mates separation

a small wooden structure,
few random walls
separating us into
worlds of our own
million miles’ distance
across few inches
your uncountable admirers,
I feel all alone
even an open wide passage
will not build bridges
innumerable valleys,
unsurpassable ridges
tunnelling my way
through to your heart
too much pain to pass
before I can start
life has passed,
lost love never found
killed heart didn’t cry,
never made a sound
soul still searches,
and searches once more
can we find each other,
before shutting the life door

Crossing

Universe trolls through parchment of existence
Finding faults, grave errors, here and here
Voyage continues at pulse’s insistence
Fatal mundane passage, no one dares
Except I, matters not what happens,
Death is easy, life scares

Lyceum

created in all
ventriloquist’s dolls
of soul and flesh
critical thinking,
knowledge, amiss
ignorance a bliss
let you live
in Ivory towers