Liberated from morality
But onus of decision burdens me
A student no more
Far From being a teacher I am
Consciousness I strive for
But Trance beckons me to it
Death has lost its charm on me
Life threatens to offer no more
Strange times I live in
Or is it weirdness that explains me
Conflict defines my existence now
Or has it been the same all along
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A student no more
Far From being a teacher I am
beautiful lines
keep it rollin;)
i like d question in the end -
Conflict defines my existence now
Or has it been the same all along
perhaps dis is characteristic of our age..d time in life dat we are in..on d cusp of past n future..with us clinging on to our past with our fists tightly closed, but with our face constantly towards a light that we feel is pulling us..d light of our future.
sai hai, sai hai dude. carry on thinking!
marvellous !!
quarter life crisis :)
Conflict defines my existence now
Or has it been the same all along
never knew th phiosophical tint loooming on u ... :) keep wriitng
hmm..philosophy :).. to be honest, couldnt relate to most of it. But good to see you write again..
take care..
Hey ... Nice one!
Quite beautifully told about some kinds of dilemmas we face, and which at times may seem weird!
a reminder of what we all go thru at times..good
hey.. i really like this blog..
tht was a beautiful poetry!
Abstract..,philosophical...good one!
Well done.
different followers liked different lines about it. But following ones are too much true for me.
"Death has lost its charm on me
Life threatens to offer no more"
Thanks again for bringing it.
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