A Nobody in this World

He burned the midnight oil every night

with diligence, extremity and fear,

hoping someday he would make it big

in the joy and gala of this world

And he worked hard and harder

to touch the skies atop

O boy! He did touch them after all

A success know by one many and all

So do we know who he is?

The beacon lights the Seafarer's way

showing him the hidden paths that lay

under the water who has seen what exists?

Hidden rocks as graves in the mist

We are just friends of delight

meeting Here and Now for a moment to light

who is who?, my beloved friend

You, me and the beacon are all One at this end

Inspiration lights the fire in dark

Be it at sea or night, day break or fall

So Who is who? my dear friend

we are all One and same, finally at end

A No body is the Lights the way

In the darkness of this worlds treacherous game and play

A No body in the Dark

A No body in the Light

A No body in this world's delight

A No body living as he might.

Beginnings and Endings

So our friend makes a request

This one is on his behest

Beginnings and Endings

A circle of Life's Innings?

What starts goes around and comes back

Nay, thats not beginnings and endings

What starts is beginning

What ends is ending

but there is something more

When something ends

something starts again

A new beginning with a new ending!

Another cycle of Beginning and Ending.

A Circle of Life's Innings

I wonder why he suggested this?

A rotating flux of mind currents

Starting from somewhere leading somewhere else

Spinning inside generating electricity

for food of thought to be cooked in its heat and fire.

How strange life can get?

How puzzling it is?

For every question is a beginning

until the Solutions find the ending

And the question exists no more

once it has reach the end

The solution is needed no more

once the problem ends

Such is the strange tale of

Beginnings and Endings.

The Saga of Punch Studying

He lives through the grueling of his mind

As the Days pass by

Today its a task, tomorrow a challenge

The future just holds a mighty warren

Today here, tomorrow there.

The endless struggle of life and despair

So where does it all finally end my friend?

The single pointed missile even has a target destined.

He studies in his Study

with children around, making all the noise

Unable to concentrate

He thought it would be wise

He gave them a punching bag

So they could punch each other for play

But it all turns around and punches back

Straight at him, right in the face.

A Simple Truth

Learn a Truth of Life

I share with you today

What is most precious to you

Never Reveal

Hide it away

For if u keep it in your Heart

It is bound to come out One Day

Keep it so Deep

That it never rises to the Surface

I do not talk about a thing or a form

It is only His Name

That goes so far.