Paradise Lost, Paradise Regained
This is a chaotic attempt at lending a poetic feel to a highly charged discussion that we three lost souls had one wild night, all characters in this work are real and every resemblance is deliberate and not regretted
When he sees his life Every breath n story Wonder what purpose has it ever served Except vindicate the chaos theory..
What has he done all this time Except chase balls and women Or relearn all stuff already known And blurt it out all to an admiring moron..
Sleepless days restless nights All social duties no moral rights.. Years and years of existence Even if he didn't like it, just pretence..
P(r)aying for his hopeless survival mom and dad at home Carrying this load of genome, still in quantum foam i roam Prince of their expectations, now a crownless king Smoking the days like cigarettes unsure of his own wings He fought hard to fly Until he learnt wings always bow to the winds No matter how high he flies There is always a wave he can't leave behind The world i know always been so awfully kind..
Hate n anguish, deceiving code of the divine Betrayal everywhere World seems fine only through a glass of wine The minute myself I find You better send me to a shrine..
Unforgiven and forgotten he wanes The lesson is known The I is too weak The we too strong
So the 'I' gets discarded In a blessed union of souls Life's mysteries are faded So are the morality ghouls..
The devil given his due He's no more a rebel without a clue And no more missed chances to rue After all what's right need not be true..
Philosophy killed by the dot com crash His perfectly tailored jacket Hides the lies of his own civil war Profit is the prophet Zen a cry of the far..
So finally to the world he succumbs Ring on his finger, comfortably numb An authority on organized behavior Chaos mocks through the rearview mirror
He resonates in life's frequency Global Meltdown and inflated currency And one fine day his son comes up World's such a bore What's this life for In this endless ocean of dissolved entities Will I ever find a virgin shore ???
How could he pretend to know the answer snatched away by time Truth has always been out there But looking for it has long been a crime
kings have come, kings gone wars lost battles won fighting for things that weren't around promised a brave new world we still followed the herd the space conquered, man on the moon how the petals of hope bloom no room for the free bird have to remain silent to be heard.
All thoughts struggle hard to flow Half alive in Mighty Diablo's claw All the questions kept aside Forget there is an other side
All scramblin in a mad rat race to nowhere The chosen few at the top share the same fear These thoughts so long gone moist the eyes How can he reveal his phaedrus, so to himself he lies
"Sunny never think on this line.. Coz its just a waste of your precious time.. Life's is just molecules no more a mystery U'll learn all that in your high school chemistry"
O help me Dad If life's just all that When everyone around is happy why am I so sad If happiness is a molecule Where is it at ???
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.