Monday, September 15, 2008

Recollections of a deranged mind

the sea the sky the ocean...the moon..
pondering about them has made me a buffon...

the realm of pathos, eternity and the ethereal...
and everything bordering upon the surreal...
are they just an escapist's pet mongreal...

what is liberation...and what is freedom...
just ways to delude one's wisdom...

what is life, what is death
are they just tricks played at the mind's behest

what is peace..if not self made ..
the boredom reached at the day's end..

why are we whispering when thr's no one to overhear..
or are we just afraid..of reaching our own ear...


is there any beauty or romance
in the desolation our existence...
I have have no answers just so many questions....

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