Like a lonely, aimless, wearied traveller
I try to find my way through the mist that enshrouds me;
Hibernating & waking intermittently, crawling ahead
I try to fight the unseen forces that bind me.
A desert of mirage and glitter allures me
Yet a faint call from within checks my fallible steps
I yearn for bliss, an estranged traveller in desert longing for rain
Tired, dejected but never knowing if & when this journey would end.
The familiar face in the mirror appears stranger
Living in multiple galaxies baffles me
Have I become an outlaw in my own community?
For, no longer I can bifurcate dreams and reality.
Will I be calm, contented when truth dawns upon me?
Where would I be after this transition - from truths to greater truths?
As I gallop ahead, I bereave drifting away from the herd that beckons me.
Am I an escapist, am I a pessimist?
Or am I a realist, or perhaps a perfectionist?
I suffer the tortures of some virtual wounds
Just once I refuse to abide by omnipotents who guide me
I peep inwards - my mortal sanctum, seeking help
As I explore myself, the answer comes to me.
I now understand all my nostalgia
I now know the reasons for my dilemmas
I fathom what distinguishes me from my guides in sky
That I'd never grow wings, for I cherish my humanity.
Like a vanquished soldier I march back home at dusk
I know my fellowmen 'lesser mortals' would forgive & embrace me
I had let myself be held captive, but now I am free
Free to fall, free to make amends, free to try
Free from obligations, shadows; free to breathe, free to die.
The mighty ones that giveth me emotions to feel and mind to act
I crave thy forgiveness for failing them
For I prefer small moments of pleasures to perpetual bliss
Over ye powerlords, I prefer my fellow fallible herdsmen
I prefer to fall & rise, rather than always stay atop
I prefer anonymity and corrigibility to eternal fame.
I'm a mere mortal, turn me not into an angel
Let me live life my own hard way
Strike me off your memory, I'd gladly fade into oblivion
Rising from dust, finally being claimed by it -
When it all terminates at the end of the day.
