Incarnate

Written with passion and desire,

in making these dreams come true,

feels so calm and serene.

day in and day out I thrive to know,

to explore but look where am I stuck,

in reverse is all I go.

 

Screams from the past,

horror for the fact is the present,

doom could be the future,

who knows, which is wish and who is who,

assumption is the only truth.

 

Seeking for a place that does not exist,

searching for a home which was never built,

looking for someone who has never met,

waiting for the light that will never be shed,

icicles in the brain that shall bring death,

before the waking, the dream's been dream't.

 

In the funeral, some closest crying until the tears dry out,

and there are some laughing until the echoes of the pain summon the dead

so fast,

the silence is more dreadful than the noises around,

lost is a living and God!

thank you for all the giving,

for all, life is to move on in the hope of the one's who are still unborn.