While the universe is ever-expanding
life on earth becomes even more demanding
despite a few one or two
world-shattering improvements
man is still wallowing
in the proverbial primordial
and if this road he insists on following
our future looks severely bleak
as where once we were happy winning
we're now all on a losing streak
yet history has taught him nothing
that and his memory is short
no thanks to his stupidity
between rocks on a hard place we are caught
but what about our children
those innocents who go unsung
there's not a lot for them to look forward to
that bell can't be unrung
as the genie is out of the bottle
what with plastic and fossil fuels
here's one last thought
I'm glad I won't be around to witness
the final endgame result
of what we silly fools hath wrought
cursive letters pale
fade into weathered parchment—
they were stories once.
In the end it just don’t matter, it matters no more.
This broken body so shattered can’t fight anymore.
Memories alone appear and play through in the mind.
Sorrows once owned and feared now fade into time.
Thoughts over fears of what will be now.
People so dear won’t be around.
Is this soul preparing to go somewhere new?
Because it’ll never stop loving and searching for you.
I never want to feel that again,
I saw your darkness in the end,
I never understood how you felt,
Until I saw you turning into someone else,
Trapped beyond what I could comprehend,
I was shown the severity behind the man,
Coming towards me from all different directions,
Rebuking while running for my life for protection,
Leading another girl out of the house,
I have no idea who she was but we both got out,
As I looked back into the room you were standing behind a brick wall,
All you could do was stare at me but you couldn't come near me at all,
As I woke from the dream in tears, my heart pounding hard,
I prayed Lord, was this really the condition of his heart?
Layers upon layers that I could not see,
Until I was shown spiritually,
My heart overwhelmed, I just sat and cried,
I asked God to protect his heart and his life,
Through all of this God was protecting my soul,
Showing me in the end how to let him go.
Life is already very tiring
What to do if you don't even
Have a spiritual sustenance
To a lover, life is inspirational
To a painter, the world is a canvas
To a farmer, the field is a worlplace
To a businessman, everything is a profit
To a writer, everything comes from an idea
To a poet, everything is delight of beauty
To a sickly, life is too tiring to live
It's God's mercy that one sickly to preserve
How I wish that everything we do has precaution
To lurk a danger is everything stop or slomo
Or send a warning message in the mind instantly
But no wisdom of precaution for a freeman
For a free moral agent is free for all commodities
Free for success and failure, free to do anything
Free for all qualifications in love and life
Everything in life has its ordeal and mantra
Any assurance is only goodness that is valid
To validate life's itenirary and soul's salvation
Life is not really free in accountancy
We expect every action for any accountability
Life is borrowed and expect the Master appear
To take accounting for His business investment.
At the end there are always the beginnings we fear
The tears falling as we moan
The regrets for missed opportunities
The guilt for not being there to protect
The wishes for more time spent
Our world seems to fall apart
When we lose someone so close
But when a child is involved it makes us rethink everything we have known
We can't always shield them we must let go
But when a bad decision causes it all to come to a sudden stop
We are in disbelief we question every lesson taught
But we as parents can not control the decisions they make
And sometimes it cost them everything.
I know its the hardest thing to see someone we love pass
But we must remember all that was great
Every moment that was beautifully shared and reflect on a life that will never die as long as we believe someday we will see each other again. Remember you are not at fault for what decision was made. We can not control fate we came only coup and heal when the end makes us.
Who will be beside me in my own death bed in the very end?
Will it be members of my family or at least an old friend?
Only God knows who I will see before my exact end.
Live in the end
In the End. At the last moment. Zero. No more time
No time. It’s finished, past my life. Death is knocking
Death is saying, Vilmos, no more time, but stay alive
I am still alive, but I can’t feel the life. Life is gone. Far.
Far. Far. For the life. For my life. I have gone a heart.
Heart, life, love. All of them are one. Missing. I can't find…
it
Come here, come here my missed love, and be my path
Be the Path. Way of my river and cold blood. Oh, flood
Love you a bad soul. He is dark, but a diamond mine. Cool
A mine. A mine, what is my mind? I lost that. I have no mind
In the end, laughing my mind, Waiting for me, I will get that
I will get that mind, be my wife, after this life, to cross the life.
Live in the End
How?
How can I live anymore?
Satan: Vilmos, only at the End
In the End
The End is infinity
Infinity is the End
Vilmos: Master, thank you for your caring and your wisdom
Satan: Do you want anything?
Vilmos: Job and money.
Satan: Great. You are my student.
I want to live in the End
In the End
In the Life
The only One
Terrifying threats hang over Israel from Iran
That Ayotollah Mullah Fellah sure can bellow
In the end, Israel will expose him
~ as yellow
I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket
©Sam Harty
What will my final years bring I wonder
Will I set here and stare at the blank walls
Reliving days of my youthful glory
While waiting for my final curtain call
Or rush to the fray with all my fury
To fight for every breath and take it all
Chisel my own epitaph on my stone
“A life well lived, he did not die alone”
In the final act, alone you stand,
It's just you, amid the shifting sand.
Regrets, like echoes, in silence collect,
From things ejected, and paths unchecked.
Pain, an arrow, lodged deep within,
A heart's burden, a relentless sin.
The way you view, the way you dispense,
In the end, it's just you, the consequence.
Reflections cast shadows, truth unfurls,
In the kaleidoscope of life's swirling twirls.
Treat others kindly, let compassion blend,
For in the end, it's just you, my dear friend.
Discover the essence, in the quiet repose,
Before all else, in your own heart it shows.
A revelation profound, as time does dispel,
In the end, it's just you, all else farewell.
You were so okay, but I was in misery
for me it was love, for you, seemed philanthropy
I needed a lover's bind, but you craved the freedom lane
all your selfish philosophy, in the end, was my bane.
(11.03.2023)
In the end, she didn't care what they would see
In the end, she didn't care what they would say
In the end, she didn't care about what they thought
In the end, she didn't care about all the stares
In the end, she didn't want their opinions
In the end, all she cared about was what you saw
In the end, all she cared about was what you said
In the end, all she cared about was what you thought
In the end, all she cared about was your stare
In the end, all she wanted was you
In the end, you didn’t want her to.
In your life experience,
how well, did you think you did?
Just to find out that
thing you were pursuing
alone with others
ended up being a fairy tale,
which was profligated in the end.
Concoct ever-lasting souvenirs
that will exist throughout
the ages of the ouroboros.
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