Brief on Life

Life has different kind of surprises

In store for our simple minds

We are always trapped by it limitations

Can we become more than we are

Can we reach beyond our bounds

And limitations

The storytelling always says yes

It is possible

But reality takes its toll

Preying on what could not be found

Elsewhere but deep inside us

Where our own traitors live

That demands other things than

Expected

Leading us to unknown places

Far from where we once wanted

To go

Time for Tea

This is the end

The very end

My best friend

We move from coast to coast

Looking for where

The best of times

Can be our host

But it s over now

We are trapped

In this time trap

Travel out of Bounds

Finding a way out of here

Losing the grip of normality

A way of leaving behind

What was never meant to be resolved

All those expectations

Leave them behind

Life is broken

And so is the planet

Lost in its own creation

Meaning a great remorse

Nothing has to be done

By me or by you

Demand and desire

Are just vanishing shadows

In the rising morning sun

The Other World

Found a new world

Beyond the corner

Another place

Very small but still

Somehow relevant

Another universe

With its own weird rules

A place for contempt and

Contemplation, freedom as well as

Frustration, fruition and fertile imagination

That place I thought was mine

Until someone took it away

Awaken me to the futile experience

We call reality

The Journey

Trapped in time and memories

I entered another world

New to its rules and customs

Frozen by the long journey

To the top of the hill

I cried and remembered

That I had forgot

My past

Local Cosmos

Traveling in my mind

Inside the enclosed room

That is my

Limited mind

I do not know

Very much

Just some empty fragment

On how not to live

This is me

And I have to stand

Who I am

Searching, always

Searching for

Different worlds

Sometimes I find them

Late at night

Evening pleasures

And just like a dream

Soon forgotten in the morning light

Leaving

What do we deserve

What is the aim of our life

And existence

Hard question to live with

But this is here and now

In a small space

Waiting to leave the country

This became my destiny

Travel

Travelling to Madagascar

Not in reality

But as a dream

Finding all the facts

Reading all the books

Searching internet

And social media

Still I am not there

Just getting weird

Limited insight

One can study forever

Life is so much more

Rusty Water

Underground the light is always tepid

The wall and floor covered in dust

Silence and relentless movements

Travels around the city like waves

On a stormy ocean 🌊

The water of the rock is still dripping

As a remainder to the human

A temporary intruder after a billion years