Like a Bright Star, to my heart it constantly calls
Like the night insects get drawn to mighty flame
Albeit knowing in such flight inevitable death tolls
Yet helplessly drunk they keep coming drawn to same;
My laden tired heart too seeks thee out there
Captive hopelessly from behind life’s iron bar.
A nagging Wish so deep down within my soul
Tearing my mind asunder seeking to be more whole
A desire so deeply disruptive begging to set me free
For in such freedom there is always a heavy fee
To be forever rid of all these worldly entrapments
One has to leave behind all chains of endearments;
My Mind’s horses kicking their legs impatiently
Seeking to rush out to I know not where
All I can see is end of days and so time is rare
If I have to be free then I must do so vehemently;
For time is short and time is fleeting
Life really has no real meaning
Unless I can taste the real freedom out there
That which keeps calling me which I want to hear
That which I know is the bright flame of death calling
And yet I must taste it whatever be my final ending.
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