Kiss the dead lifeline on my palm~awaken the ardor~write one last song~
sing my ultimate story~deride destiny~we can only die once
Children of the sun~
Born to no religion~
Brainwashed over the years~
They became bigoted believers~
when looking backward matters not
thinking forward even less
unaware of the now
you probably had one too many
the arrow pierced through the looking glass
a distorted reflection of her personality
she drifts lost in wonderland
If ever after is not enough
I will hold time from reaching its final day
when memories disintegrate
and death holds her breath
The island of enlightenment ~ Floats on a sea of submission
I pray for patience
But you do not give me
If I could wait for it
Do you think I would need it in the first place?
... god loves the cheeky ;-)
4 thoughts on “Dead Lifeline on my Palm and Others …”
This is good poetry, where questions are far important than answers.
Thank you for appreciating this. Thoughtful comment – the importance of a question…
These are all lovely. Really…
I like this poetry a lot. I’ve said it before…each is like a stand-alone meditation.
Thank you for sharing them here.
All good wishes,
Thank you so much, Robert. I am glad you enjoy reading them, as I have enjoyed thinking them up :-)