‘Enough I’ve known’, my heart floats with glee,
‘No more there is’, my head bloats with pride,
Hasty I’ve become and unwise, and airy,
Too much for a toddler learning to walk still
A place bereft, where broken hopes and dreams
Lay spread, scattered here and there, everywhere in vanity,
Reveals itself more, and more as I slide deep
Deeper and deeper into the depths of solitude.
From cloud nine to over the moon I ascend
Drinking and dancing, flirting and singing
Imbued with all sweet cravings of pleasure
Yes! my fruits of all my success, all breeds
From all seeds that grew inside my brain,
My brain! Yes! that grows and reaps
Like the solitary reaper that sings to me
To go wander and respite, and rest forever.
The brain now lost, trapped inside ashes
It rests, breathes, the blessing in disguise it feels,
Haunted by the holy it rises, enlightened by flames it flees,
Great sages and saints of past countless it sees,
Dead and decaying endeavors consumed by me
The me, the I, the my, the mine,
The mind, not my, my friend, my foe
So wicked, so wild, my spirit, it’s so.