It wanders, wanders like the corpses...
Restless, futile, hollow and Barron.
Probably, they are hungry, starving for a quest...
which led them to this shriveling space,
Faces around them are known,
remorse faces, happy faces, confused faces,
n some with no faces..
No faces are the scariest one,
High on spirituality and doped with subconsciousness,
nothing bothers them,
they let you die and burn you till ashes..
But, what's the quest??,
Quest of knowing life more efficiently, more prudently..
Search for its existence, it's characteristics, it's meaning..
Look, here they are, lying, waiting to get a ritual departure,
which is an existential truth for them, as true as Buddha,
whose quest found their way to immortality..
Here, none of them seemed that enlightened,
Even though, few of them wanted to get up,
And, drown them into the river nearby,
reached to the other side of shore,
But the humblity of others, corners them out..
the fear of uniqueness bothers them,
they are meant to live and die together
What if, few of them came out and become immortal,
Does that fulfill their quest??? Who knows....
But, it definitely invigorate other corpses,
even the no face, will get a face...
the water of river will get religious,
Dogmas of maligning the society will get destroyed,
Dogmas of faith will get recreated
Philosophy gets changed, psychology developed,
Science invents and humanity discovers
Now, the faces started picking them up to burn into ashes,
the scariest one is leading the procession,
Confused face just behind them,
Sometimes happy, sometimes remorse faces,
took their privileged to lit the funeral pyre..
Now, there is a smile on those corpse's face,
which seems an acceptance and enlightenment at the same time,
they are satiated with blessings, blessings of life..
Was that adoption or insight???
who knows???
Whatever that is, it's true to their existence,
an ultimate truth..
Restless, futile, hollow and Barron.
Probably, they are hungry, starving for a quest...
which led them to this shriveling space,
Faces around them are known,
remorse faces, happy faces, confused faces,
n some with no faces..
No faces are the scariest one,
High on spirituality and doped with subconsciousness,
nothing bothers them,
they let you die and burn you till ashes..
But, what's the quest??,
Quest of knowing life more efficiently, more prudently..
Search for its existence, it's characteristics, it's meaning..
Look, here they are, lying, waiting to get a ritual departure,
which is an existential truth for them, as true as Buddha,
whose quest found their way to immortality..
Here, none of them seemed that enlightened,
Even though, few of them wanted to get up,
And, drown them into the river nearby,
reached to the other side of shore,
But the humblity of others, corners them out..
the fear of uniqueness bothers them,
they are meant to live and die together
What if, few of them came out and become immortal,
Does that fulfill their quest??? Who knows....
But, it definitely invigorate other corpses,
even the no face, will get a face...
the water of river will get religious,
Dogmas of maligning the society will get destroyed,
Dogmas of faith will get recreated
Philosophy gets changed, psychology developed,
Science invents and humanity discovers
Now, the faces started picking them up to burn into ashes,
the scariest one is leading the procession,
Confused face just behind them,
Sometimes happy, sometimes remorse faces,
took their privileged to lit the funeral pyre..
Now, there is a smile on those corpse's face,
which seems an acceptance and enlightenment at the same time,
they are satiated with blessings, blessings of life..
Was that adoption or insight???
who knows???
Whatever that is, it's true to their existence,
an ultimate truth..
