October 21

The world without us

I am reading this book right now called The world without us by Alan Weisman. It talks about the world that will be if humans were to somehow miraculously be removed from Earth. And it got me thinking of a poem I wrote about 8-9 years ago that I had titled It will too turn to dust. Sitting here looking at rain and the water around me, I can’t help but think about the world we are making for ourselves.

And one day this too shall turn to dust
Weather down and slowly mix with earth
But long before that day comes
This world will shake and crumble
By our own bombs.

We talk of nothing but war
We crave nothing but fight
We see nothing but me
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February 12

In my dreams

In my dreams I fly again
Over the mountains
there’s a patch of green
It reminds me of home
A place that I have only been
In my dreams

I push these thoughts away
The images of a home
I fly again over these dark fields
What am I looking to find?
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August 24

A gateway through time

On those empty green roads
No.. I done think I should call them that
The path of green gently trodden grass
That leads to an unknown place

It is not a path in space perhaps
But more like a gateway into another time
A time where there is no wrong
A soft glow of right all around
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July 5

Death is but a beginning

He had a terrible dream last night
Dreams of death, killing and murder
Unsure of what it meant he looked
And found it to symbolize ending

Things end eventually, nothing stays the same
A way of life ends but never dying
For death is like a phoenix
Always reborn from the dying sparks

For when something completes, another starts
When a door closes, another opens
When a thought finishes, another comes up
And so sometimes relationships end too
And a new one starts

What does it mean, a new one starts
Maybe sometimes things keep falling
And you don’t know how to stop
So you let it hit the ground and break
And recreate from the pieces

That’s how life always is
Sometimes you let things break
So that you can take what you want
Add something new
And what you have is new
A sum total of old
Alongwith wisdom of years

Maybe that is what he was thinking too
That let this relationship end as it is
And then remove the bad parts
And add new thoughts

And create a better way of life

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April 22

Fleeting Moments

For a moment if you sit and consider
This world, this grand universe
Where we exist but fleetingly
And yet so much potential in this moment
To change, to create and to destroy

We argue over meaningless issues
We fight over small issues
We crib about unfair life
But we never stop
To consider what can be done
In this fleeting moment of life

For one we can, Love but completely
Not a love for the heck of love
But a love that is the final expression
Of joy, desire and surrender
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November 30

Imperfect Life

She was born, she lived
And yet her life felt imperfect
Her heart desired for something more
To go out, to explore

Until that one day, when life decided
To run out, to go into the wild
And she packed what was needed
And left what she wanted behind

And thus she went, as life called
Ventured into the unknowns
The mornings she gathered
The nights she gazed
And once in a while she wrote
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