Touch the non-existence

SureshG

Touch the non-existence 

08/28/2022

 

When the sound of breathe becoming deafening 

When twilight of dawn and dusk becomes blinding 

When the fragrance of nature becomes unbearable 

Where shall I find reprieve, where shall I find solace

 

The knowledge that binds me, I must redefine 

The desires that enslaves me, I must relinquish 

The world of emotions, I must conquer 

That what guides me, I must revisit 

 

From deep, deep within me, I must extract

That, which hears the sound of silence 

That, which even darkness cannot hide

That, which liberates me from sense perception 

 

Then, by such immersion 

Hear the sound of silence

See the light of darkness

Touch the non-existence 

 

truly

Touch the non-existence 

 

!

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!

 

The journey is arduous 

The mind is feeble

The struggle is unrelenting 

Escape, from to, is questionable 

  • Author: SureshG (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 29th, 2022 21:23
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  • Fay Slimm.

    The journey you so eloquently describe is inevitable and all must surrender - --- so good to read your poetry again Suresh.

    • SureshG

      Your visit alone speaks to me, and I thank you.

    • orchidee

      Will the Number 7 bus take me on this journey?! lol. I talk some rubbish sometimes. heehee.

      • SureshG

        Your so called rubbish hides a deeper pain that you notice in your brethren. Your words so romantically sing the message of your belief.
        Thank you for noticing mine.

      • Neville

        every now and zen .. although on increasingly rare occasions, certain words and phrases transcend the norm .. and find their final resting place where they truly belong .. wrapped for safe keeping within a poem somewhere on a higher plane .............. these words have that certain quality about them .. Neville



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