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Drifting Waves

Great sorrow lies in the depths of the heart
A shadow of loneliness 
A cry for recognition 

The drifting thoughts 
The unfulfilling wants 
The hopeless mind
An overwhelmed soul

A cheer for goodness
A want for kindness
But is that all? 

The jump in the abyss 
Such wasteful hobbies 

Unknown is greater 
But known is better

Devouring time
Taken with a pinch of salt and lime 

Regular is mundane 
The normalising pain 

Shrieking cries from the bottom
The society is rotten

Harrowing places
A world full of mazes 

But is hope lost? 
As rises cost

Of life of love of thy of mine
Hurt is built in empires of dream
Violent conditions and violent schemes 
Growing fungus growing greed
Numbers are rising 
More left alone to bleed

Question! Question! Question!
The world is larger than all of us 
What agency do we have? 
Is it god or is it the state? 
Is it my kin or is it the community? 
Is it my brother or is it my sister? 
Is it me? 
What is my world? Where is my home? 
Who is my world? Where lies my soul? 
Is jumping in the abyss such a wasteful hobby? 
I dream I cry I adore I lie 
I hope I scream I laugh I dream...

Concrete jungles are lush 
Crush crush crush
Dream hope love passion
Passion love hope dream 

High in the sky 
Like a bird I fly 
To myself I lie 
To escape. 

Thunder storm 
Hits the norm 
Waves crushing hard 
Against the stones 
It’s near 
It’s near 
It’s near...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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