" You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself " - A Buddhist Saying
8/4/2018
STaYING AWAKEHe woke up from a deep slumber
He coughed, he wheezed and then he finally breathed A whiff of freedom, an inhalation of possibilities 37 years had elapsed within a blink of an eye He looked around in the city of 3500 Could not find an awakened being Everyone attached to the system that kept them alive enough Promising them a bright future while it sucked them dry He waited patiently, hoping someone would stir The World they lived in was breaking down on a tear The omens were everywhere if one cared to look He pleaded in person and cajoled them in his prayers Not one seemed to understand the predicament they were in Misery was all around mocking and taunting them to rise and slay its offsprings For indifference was her progeny and inequality were her heir He ran around like a madman extolling them asunder, praying silently He cried “Let me get into my pod so I can go back to sleep” Once awoken its never easy as the spirits haunt you So brick by by brick he started to build plans for things he wanted One day he saw her, the most beautiful of them all Kei - a woman dripping with inspiration and beauty Ingenuous, concerned, a fearless independent mind Cupid struck and he fell head over heels Their union was brief, fleeting moments in the ocean of eternity The impression on him however was everlasting Her sweet breath staying with him like the mountain breeze He thinks, he builds, he uses his skills He slowly reconstructs his universe by the strength of his will He no longer worries on who stays or leaves All he wants is to be, and see her again before he sleeps. |
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