May the immortals know

 

This human, a mere mortal,
Die everyday till bliss,
Breath each moment to anguish,
Still the desire, undone,
Alone in this crowd,
And clueless of how life goes on..


Those trails left far behind,
Hidden in the dusk’s horizon,
As the night sky shows us stars,
Along the man’s inevitable groan,
The need to embrace death grows,
Peace, all that living craves for,
In all it’s presence,
And in all it’s sheer pace..


The life that lost its path,
On the ocean so broad,
The life that lost its charm,
And an ever-winning sword,
The life that lost its rhythm,
And a soothing autumn verse,
May the immortals know,
That it’s only an alluring curse..