There was a sense of euphoria when the pleasures and pains were real
I knew excitement when in the proximity of someone dear
The surge of love, and the prompt embraces made it all worthwhile
Even the sadness of a broken heart was mended in those little delights
These feelings were real, those emotions defined me
Now there is a vastness of searching that binds me
I have known the happiness which now feels empty
What passes the instant it arrives can never now tempt me
Love, hatred, envy…gives a sense of passing
Whatever knocks at my door, is far from lasting.
The faces I see around me are ridden with the same apprehensions
The search for permanence deludes us into bigger disappointments.
Every second gives into another second breaking and redoing the chain, this world is passing in our full view with blatant disdain
To get along this drift is the only key to survival
It’s an old rule asking us to match the upgraded revival.
There is nothing here I can hold on to,
Neither is anything present that can hold me back.
Let me pass, as every second passes in this vastness of eternal track.
life from thought to thought 