To & fro. my friend

From my Friend

I walk and I walk and I walk and I walk

Along the shores of life

In search of the timeless, ageless, endless --

The tired soul searching madly

For that flash of lightning

Which can show the last path amidst absmal darkness.

The inevitable trauma of love chases me still --

The intolerable pangs of caring for love's sake,

While the fruits of all relations, leaving me alone

And so do I move, sleepless, awake,

With the paucity of dreams and ineffable pains

The inextricable sufferings and inestimable agony

Ruining me from inside.

I run from one place to plung into another

Pseudo shelter without the least trace of warmth.

Where do I hide?
All my beliefs seem to be illusions vanishing, before

I realize that they are.

But in the process of searching every corner for a mate of my soul

The chains of bonds continueto inhabit me,

Closer and even close.

And then do I feel that nobody is alone,

While everybody is,

With the thoughts of love and regret

for the long-lost togetherness.

That swarms our memories.

To my Friend

Trust is a fragile thing

Once earned

It affords us tremendous freedom

But once trust is lost

It can be impossible to recover

Of course the truth is

We never know who we can trust.

Those were closest to

Can betray us.

And total strangers

Can come to our rescue.

In the end, most people

Decide to trust themselves.

It really is the simplest way,

To keep themselves from burning.

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