Poem: Above and Beyond

Have you ever wondered about your origin, where you come from and why are you here? What is the purpose of life, is it a mere stage where we play our parts and leave or is there a larger intelligence behind all of this? I thought to share this poem I wrote about my ideas on the same..

When I glided across the leafy boulevard

Gloriously lit by the bulb like stars

Glimmering across the tranquil night-sky,

In the wake of a billion memoirs split apart

It is no accident, it has a purpose

Lost in this stark, engulfing dimension

It dawns upon me as I try to find

That it's not just what we see

Or what is in the mind

The bus missed, the currency lost

The tender love for which we have forever fought

The jubilant grief, the testing times,

Everything romanticized beyond its might

No, we are not trivial,

Nor is the wailing of the young boy's stomach

All of us are in it together,

It is just us, we all are brothers

If it is no accident, I pause to ponder,

Do we have company beyond and yonder?

In search of meaning and nurturing mothers

Do we look deep inside, or begin to wander?

If it is no accident, I dreadingly contemplate,

Is it to say we are not to perish by the day?

All the stars that twinkled a lifetime

Unnervingly lost with the close of an eye

If it is no accident, I remind myself

What's the point of waking, dreaming

Loving or giving birth,

When it is deemed to never surpass this earth

If it is no accident, I calm my mind

Is someone playing with us, passing their time?

Our creator, the Almighty, god or the divine

Let's just lean in and pray to thine

If it is no accident, I beg to differ

There's nothing else I would otherwise prefer

That all of it's for me, I'm at the center of galaxies

This is the easiest to believe, amidst a plethora of other fallacies.

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