Thursday, January 11, 2018

Dead Life

I died long ago, yet I tread the earth like the living
I died long ago, hence I tread the earth un-willing
In the awareness that I am a dust of the dust of the dust of the star dust
In the understanding that it doesn't matter whether I am alive or dead

I am a liberated soul but my mind is a bonded slave.
I don't know if it is called vairagya but am sure it is sleeping with the devil
I have given up all sense of morality for it exists only in the mind
I have given up all fighting for it exists only for the living
I exist because I don't know how to cease
I exist because I don't have yet any fatal disease

The world runs around money and I got disenchanted
The world runs on selfishness and I got entagled
There exists only the jungle law and I am the hunter and the hunted
How long should I run? I am tired, yet I run for I don't know how to stop

I died long ago, yet I tread the earth like the living
I died long ago, hence I tread the earth un-willing

Who cares? I questioned and none seems to be the answer
Who dares? I questioned and none seems to be the answer
Who lives? I questioned and none seem to be the answer
Why struggle? I questioned and don't know is the answer

The rat race is on, the circus goes on, the ring master is unknown
No one knows why they do what they do yet every one thinks they are true
I want to shout and tell them, none of us matter.
But you know what, the truth is salted water.

No one wants the truth
No one wants love
That's all I have to give
They may not want it but that is what they need.
Hence, the universe asked me to live









2 comments:

  1. Nicely expressed your observation Sasi. Appreciate the hunt for truth like a hunter. Hunt on.

    Here is.my view:

    True, we are not there
    But isn't the spirit sure of its redeeming.
    It tells.me there is.
    Not now just means not now
    What is time for the one who is in
    The man on earth has a riddle
    We see the solutionn in bits
    We will.see.it entirely
    The.moment we stop seeing, we will see.

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  2. There is no such thing called spirit. We are self-aware by random chance and not by great design.IMHO.

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