Introvert’s prayer.

Reminiscences of past..
Packed in caliberated sequal of pregrine musings..
Merged with festooned blossoms of present..
I owe myself a bamboozled quagmire of words…
Intoxicated in escsty..
A wish a blessing be at peace & live in dreams of fulfilled pleasures…





Some broken pieces – mirror –

Reflect differently – each one – a piece –

They dare- reveal – ransack – restore –

A different me – each time –

Some cry /some gag /some smile

Some blank /some hollow /some shallow

Deep under- they- lie – about themself-

They repeat /they pretend /they cheat

They portend /they copy/ then they fake

Deep under- they lie- like me- like me

Lost Nirvana!

what am i seeking, nirvana;
a cup of coffee, a spoon of sugar,
2 shots nicotine and a few strums guitar,

A person hidden somewhere,
office, home, school, car,
a bed to court, the love of tsar,
a money machine in a self-inflicted war,

A hopeless child who once lived,
the dreams of playgrounds, corridors and stars,
merged in reality, now full of scars,
the sweet little rose now full of thorns,

the cup of life cooled by breeze
the music offbeat played thrice
the holy grail without chalice
the christ reborn of men’s vice
the seductive snake and the apple bite;
t’was nirvana, seeked without paradise!

©fidoic 2014