Indigo

to be found
if only to be known

to be lost
if only to be loved

to be left
if only to be remembered

to be forgot
if only to be broken

to be gone
if only to be sought

to be wanted
if only to be needed

to be
if only to be

she has lost
what she wants most

what she felt
she always was to have

she bides her time
and asks of fate

why she wants
what she does not know

why she feels
what she does not know

for what
she's never near knowing
but awaits
to know

wishes come with deadlines
realize their ephemeral entry
into your constructed reality

wishes inspire and expire
embrace these experiences
let them en-golden your
ordered existence

wishes are mentors
each heavy with foreshadowing
each laden with wisdom
each a catalyst
eager to alter
your perceived essence
of this world

wishes cannot be captured
realize they
are but restless nomads
sweeping
away their footsteps
as they leave...

Very true!

there's always more to achieve
and yet the question remains
can you?

there's always more that is expected
and still the question asks
should you?

there's always more that is wanted
and the question repeats
would you?

there's always more to do
and the question reminds
have you?

there's always more to be known
and the question persists
will you?

there's always more to be found
and the question inquires
could you?

But for this 'more' factor in our search life will will become dull and purposeless!!!

Quote:

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Originally Posted by pavalamani pragasam

But for this 'more' factor in our search life will become dull and purposeless!!!

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Truer words have not been spoken :D

there i am
plain to see
all my mysteries
laid bare

clothed with words
and wrapped within
their layers

synaptic sparks
and vesseled waves
all their messengers
lost in translation

secrets shushed
and kept within
all their ties
unbound and
found in realization

Tryst with one's own self!!!

now that i know
that what i want
comes only in snatches
stolen moments
i rewind and play
i rewind and play
to keep them from
fading away

now that i know
that i have always got
what i wished for
bitterly learned
and sweetly lived
i forward and pause
i forward and pause
to keep them from
being rewished

now that i know
that i always dream
of what i will not have
ideal streams
of deep pictured slumber
that i edit and record
that i re-edit and re-record
to know what is safe
and what is reality.