Right where we thought
we are in heaven
a tuck on our flesh
started to smell bitter

it was long when we were dead
we realized
instead of reincarnation
we choose to stay otherwise

silent we were not
when it came unto us
because we are swayed
to be a weed and spread
with a fuss

we talk about clones
we talk about wealth
but lost the grace
to grovel down our
own self

why are we trying
hard to loose it
when its already lost
but we never stop to
prove it.

yes; we are dead
and life is just
sneaking upon the gaps
where u left your scabs.

row by row my bed starts to trail,
trail in the morning wind,
supported by a bamboo tree,
and hung on to your paddle creek.

laid a moleskin,
soft and lathery with all its grace,
traces of blood spots the center,
might be the man who tanks the filter,
lousy mousy i step in the porch,
left to rise again......

Sometimes we tend to think about how surely we are gonna be paid in the larger scale of things. larger may be associated with everything related to your actions and its consequences. life is consequences. In fact, life is a bucket full of consequence. Your thoughts are founder of ideas and the ideas; the consequence of thoughts, to all other thoughts. Right now what i have written is a memorandum of ideas being transfixed, dispersed and digested. Then, what are we paying for?

Absolutely Nothing.. its a never ending spiral..

Somalia a country where starvation to death or death on kill prevails. I am very unsure about its present economic or social state but its inevitable to cross check the level of lethargy  put on this nation (and other nations like this)by all other nations. It will all submerse into the ocean and we the mankind will have no existence. I am not a pessimist but in intermediate to know whats actually coming. i am just being optimistic of my KNOWING because its not a belief.