A Final Passing
Particular Moments
More Stars than There are
Month: September, 2017
September 24, 2017
Revelation
could occur so suddenly, that the truth becomes more shocking than revelatory
September 21, 2017
Gifts
there’re far too many to count—take things as they are; only then, grace and divinity can begin to emerge in the much overlooked moments, almost endlessly
September 19, 2017
Freedom Days
Taste of flat beer,
Surprisingly, brings back
distant memories of freedom Days,
Free Days and
Easy ways—
Almost always, Blasé.
When one needn’t
to do much, but to Observe and Sway,
and sometimes crave—
barely Awake,
Still sleeping…
Oh!
this was Our
best state—
Rarely aspiring to don
on the great Atlas,
Never fearing
the coming
of a crucial Date.
September 17, 2017
A Bond Invincible
bring sets of armor and gear,
crates of nourishment and safety nets
to places barren, chaotic, or unforgiving,
and hope that one shall survive.
one could bring it all,
yet the Only thing
that does not rot, erode,
or become molded over
amidst the commotions
of endless Wilderness,
remains a True Love’s
Touch.
September 14, 2017
Carnivores in Love
they Consume and Devour,
with innocent eyes,
Tragically without hindsight.
Ruinous tracks
left behind, yet
they know not
What they do—
Alas, cared for and get by they will,
For those who Love them
love to Live,
to love, and
to Embrace suffer.
September 11, 2017
Verging on Oasis
does the journey across the sand dunes appear much more sacred, and far less futile, when a glimpse of the green pastures comes in view?
September 8, 2017
In Transition
While in transit, do most of us get lost in stagnation,
Stopping at red lights that in no way, shape, or form
Apply to our causes?
And for those who flutter onward—
Is it Conviction, Sense of Direction, or simply
Unmeditated, gutsy bravery that might
Soon fall empty?
Regardless, the majority of us
Need, in body and spirit,
Those who fearlessly
Venture past the main stops,
Not accepting what was Fated,
Or planned by others’ hands.
September 3, 2017
Return of Ideals
even in utter chaos, we must savor these small, isolated, and precious instances
Particular Moments 