Turbulence
03/06/2021
Inconsequential, in this sea of humanity
The purpose of existence alludes me
For whom, this charade being played
Lifetime of pursuing, aimlessly wandering
Perform, content, equanimous in demeanor
Profound understanding, meditation afforded
The torrent of knowledge, itself tormenting
Direction still oblivious, a storm is brewing
Brain scrambling, gathered debris of knowledge
Searching semblance to floating chaos of existence
Robes of responsibility, anchors of burdens on mind
Logical conclusions, conclusively self defeating
The journey traversed, inheritance of birth
The battles been raging with forces unknown
Humbled, escape from action improbable
Consequently, I breathe, till time’s end
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Author:
SureshG (
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Comments5
tis a rough ride .. but I hope it'll be worth it in the end ....
like a roller coaster, quite memorable when all said and done & thoroughly enjoyed ...
It’s the reason for the journey that’s bewildering.
Your comments much appreciated
Well written, M.
We're here because we're here. Little else is known for sure. Yet struggle on - your descriptive writing depicted that well for me.
That breath will be forever with you in all times both bad and good.
Andy
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