An ephemeral creature of transient times…
I live in the world of words i write;
Firefly of the future, my soul found wings…
In life lost and stars-kissed light.
Words echoing from my deepest depths…
I owe to the one who took my breath away;
Living now, now dead…
Neither regret nor rejoice, nothing to say.
Nothing like forever old n forever new…
For not in moments, in memories i live;
Born to die and born yet again…
Nothing to forget yet nothing to believe.
Past a beautiful lie, Present existential angst…
Future but an agonized quest;
Scorched soul sitting on pierced wings…
Flies me to distant shores, be it dark be twilight.
Nano particle in the void of time n space…
Infinity ensconced in a fleeting second;
Effervescent, enchanting, exhilarating…
Yet, in palm, are life n times ever held.
An ephemeral creature of transient times…
I live in the world of words i write;
Firefly of the future, my soul found wings…
In life lost and stars-kissed light.
Niru Sarawgi Blog 