05/02/2022
β¨I was ready to tellβ¨
I was ready to tell
the story of my life
but the ripple of tears
and the agony of my heart
would let me
I began to stutter
saying a word here and there
and all along I felt
as tender as a crystal
ready to be shattered
in this stormy sea
we called life
all the big ships
come apart
board by board
how can I survive
riding a lonely
little boat
with no oars
and no arms
my boat did finally break
by the waves
and I broke free
as I tied myself
to a single board
Though the panic is gone
I am now offended
why should I be so helpless
rising with one wave
and falling with the next
I donβt know
if I am
nonexistent
while I exist
but I know for sure
when I am
I am not
but
when I am not
then I am
Now how can I be
a skeptic
about the
resurrection and
coming to life again
since in this world
I have many times
like my own imagination
died and
been born again
that is why
after a long agonizing life
as a hunter
I finally let go and got
hunted down and became FREE β¨
πRumiοΏΌοΏΌοΏΌ