Perils of mortality

Mortality teaches us manifold things
From small mistakes to massive errors
But all forgiven when the human passes on
All details so easily forgotten and long gone.

The realms are vast and enigmatic
No clue where one ends and another begins
Watching the dark river styx flow
Everyone’s just As above; so below.

Life and death
Yin and yang
Heaven and hell
That’s as good as one can tell.

Humans “designed” to be unequalled
But with age; just as easily quelled
Time and tide waits for none
Just as the night soon passes with the rising sun.

The growing apprehension of the insecurities of life
Easy to handle using a sane and level head
But again…much easier said than done
Time and tide waits for none.

Foreplay of Fate

As I look upwards at an overcast sky

The shadows of yesterday reflecting deep into tomorrow

As the crowded roads run dry

I alone drown silently in my sorrow.

This world has seen much and heard much

The largesse and lowness of men, women and children

A single person’s thoughts and feelings wouldn’t matter

A single marble thrown far and beyond to scatter

So many different ways and faiths in life on offer now

The basic essence and identity of a person lost

Time not enough to satisfy everything you yearn for

It’s far too late…well beyond the twenty fifth hour.

As the mind feverishly thinks up a storm about the future

Fate, luck and chance have a lot more up their sleeves

Our hopes and wishes  indefinitely lost in translation

The knots too complicated to even figure out a correlation.

As I sit and hopelessly long for simpler times to recur

 Even though I know it’s a blind tunnel; an absolute dead end

I still let my childishly foolish mind wish and waver

Such a world will only be available to think up and savor.