Life of nothing,
Life lived,
Life A wasted left, Nothing.

Thought and thought left nothing,
Thoughts… Oh…. they burned,
Thinking too twisted to think, Nothing.

Memories of a distant life lived for nothing,
Memories Of love shared,
Memories that mean, Nothing.

Dreams that meant nothing,
Dreaming of sleep I wish,
Dreams of dreams, Nothing.

Nothing around nothing,
Nothing goes,
Nothings comes around, Nothing.

P.S. Life has no meaning the way it is.

Through their and the souls of others,
After a lifetime of searching,
Searching at the world about them,
Trying to feel the yet unfelt.

An emptiness beyond comprehension they find,
Blaming it on the lack of their gifts,
Their thoughts they blame,
A planet full of beings.

Oh the horror,
The fear in their soul,
Oh soul can they tell the untold,
Without the consent it was bought and so it was sold.

The hour grows late,
The darkness grows,
Grows in them it’s cold,
Fear it makes to them.

The angel beside,
Talks of faith,
Of rebirths she talks,
As the guardian of death amongst them stalks.

Into the mirror they stare,
Mirror mirror on the wall,
The one who saw them crawl,
Where do they stand and what was that all ?

What am I ?
Whatever you think,
Where do we go ?
Wherever you want,
There is no right,
There is no wrong.

The rains I feel,
The light shines bright,
The wells swell up,
The soul reclaimed,
Off they go, fearless,
Headed Somewhere…

Peace,
Liberation,
Perceptions,
An impossible dream,
Like the Gods above there,
We lie in clouds around the ruins,

Fire,
Wants,
Unlimited,
Few are the needs,
Searching of here and then,
Now chokes and dies a dragons breath,

Eddie,
Dreams,
Feeling mi,
Dieing in my arms,
Dragging the past outside,
The headless rider reaps the dead,

Pain,
Lusting,
The seven sins,
Been committed,
Searching the eighth,
Searching for the Last Command,

Life,
Love,
A heartache,
Will set us free,
Running for the light,
Searching for the masterplan,

Thirst,
Mosaic,
Drops of rain,
Searches the wraith,
A motorcycle drive by,
Quenched of the human nature,

Joy,
Laughter,
Makes no sense,
Blind is the rage,
Like the beast in the cage,
It’s time do the dance of the wolves,

Legacy,
Continue,
Much to do,
Whatever it takes,
Who cares what breaks,
The damn disease of the collective,

It rains and it rains a little more,
We walk and we walk a little more,

A full circle comes the cuckoo,
The one that flew over the nest…

Sudeep.
P.S. Of course it does.

I wake up from a dream,
My eyes are burning,
Going in circles around the bend,
Can’t seem to find the end,

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Making love to my miseries,
The mind’s mysteries,

Don’t know who to trust,
What hurts more,
When I feel the pain,
Maybe it’s the lack of gain,

Back to the start,
And I know no more,
I don’t want to think,
It just rises and overcomes the brink,

What is a lie,
That I have no wings,
Or that I cannot fly.

~ Sudeep.