God of Self!

I want a heart of stone

with frozen petty emotions

surrounded by the eternal thrones

above all the lowly deeds crimson

to overcome niggling Self!

 

To enjoy

the extreme arrogance of vanity

to savor

the utmost madness of insanity

above all the creature scurvy!

 

I want the lofty temple of ego

to be worshipped eternally

amidst the dreary existence

up and above to transcendence

to be a God of Self!

Existence

‘Tis all the wasteland;
pale skies and baked sands
dried tears, looming demons of fatigue
laughter of insanity, veils of sanity
across the boarders of intrigue
under the guise of casualty

‘Tis a toil without a point
desire without a hope
it’s a relativity of ideas
painful incoherence of thoughts
axes of INFINITE and the ashes of TIME
amidst the delusions of fragrant auras

and the travellers moil on
one after the other, youth after the age
strides of body, leaps of mind
heavy sighs of silence
with all the souls entwined
yearning for eternity, fading into oblivion
what art thou, existence?