Realising who I am
In a strange way
The conclusion is
I do not want
Anymore calamity
Just peace and something
To nurture a fragile mind
Meaning and Illusions
Life can only change
In all it’s forms and colors
Nothing is constant
Only continuation
From one point to another
We are just carrier of that
Life
That is all
Universe wants of us
To carrie for a while
Then rest forever and ever
Until we are ciruclated
And told to carrie
Again
Perspective
It is different to become older
Your perspective changes
The future becomes the past
In reality, creating a paradox
Whatever you do, knowing
That it will not result in a bright
And better future just more
Ability to carry the burden
Of being oneself
Cold Relations
I am freezing but finally
I came to terms with who
I am and why
Memories are the key
To the future
Reflection
Rather freedom
Than prison
More love
Less hate
More ratio
Less emotions
More emotions
Less frozen life
Insights
Where do we put the energy
How do we act to grow
I can see that what I give
Is what I get in one sense
Of the world