Archive for November, 2020

14
Nov
20

Poet’s Mask



Hidden behind the poet’s mask of nom de plume
Purpose being: the reader to assume,
The words written, are not to presume;
They are of the author’s suffering, loves, or doom
 
This device to severe any personal tie
To salacious nature of subject that might imply;
Guilt of connection, that might belie;
Merit of reason- the poem written, is meant to cry
 
A work of fiction then one could conclude:
Artificial circumstance, or meaning to extrude?
Not in the least: it is mere device,
Exercised to protect from guilt of vice.
14
Nov
20

Death Mask


the growing want, once and for all, to throw this sack of flesh covered bone into the eternal darkness of nothingness; having lost to trial of accomplishment, labelling this soul of presence to  energy expended as futile, and render this life expunged: with a final sardonic smile!

14
Nov
20

Cosmic Trail


With all the strength that is my mind

I reach down deep, within my soul;

Prodding in search to find

My purpose – my ultimate goal.

My brain all muddled, and confused;

Consumed in search of a truth

To answerer the question:

 What am I here to do?.

I know, with degree of certainty,

Countless others are of like mind;

Accepting life’s given challenges,

In hopes of this answer too, they will find.

Day in, day out – life-cycle continues;

Plodding along in mindless routine

Changing hats, and coats but, not the venue;

Driven forward by energy forces unseen.

Emanating from the minutest of Earth’s creatures;

Time’s life spirals outward, increasingly to an empirical scale;

Though we exhibit different living features,

Incrementally, we all follow the same cosmic trail.




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