Blissful emotional, physical, and spiritual state

(alternately titled Ataraxia)

 

No rhyme nor reason

explains ecstatic feeling woke

bright eyed and bushy tailed psyche

weight of the world I evoke

(think Atlas shrugged)

and/or mysterious Sisyphus

regarding former fate did unyoke,

while immense burden freed the latter

either one or 't'other analogy

allowed, enabled, and provided

unexpected reprieve, each reconnoitered

at convenient joint

rolled their own,

and took prolonged smoke

felt themselves as if in dreamland

hooping, praying née wishing

never to provoke...

stealing their lightness

of being with one thunderstroke

of wand, now think Voldemort

(Harry Potter nemesis), i.e.a mean bloke

exempli gratia re: "theft of death"

one whose path,

I would never fain

to cross, wha... iz zat

some kinda lame joke???

 

Nevertheless the two,

albeit fictitious gents

aforementioned larger

than life characters,

no no no... agents

provocateurs did espouse feeling

unbridled exuberance

communicated nonverbal

crystal clear subtle signals

to each the other regarding

most striking events

exceeding giddiness re:

measured in iambic accents,

than any costly expense

sieve sabbatical writing poetry,

especially Mephistophelean tense

chock full of suspense

romance, drama, comedy...

danse macabre no absence

spanning any genre

plus unfortunately saddled with immense

Earth shaking burdens without sense

and sensibility, hence...

analogous to this poem,

not worth two pence!