Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Clever, Worldly and Guilefull


Some things lost are perhaps lost forever.
That which fathoms neither lies nor truths,
It can only, savour the essence of real life.
It perceives no friends, no foes;
Beyond the experience of this moment.
It laughs madly at jokes that no one else follows.
And wails wholeheartedly, this idiosyncratic as well.
It walks on what looks like a lonely path,
And yet includes all, in its glorious purity.
Mourning the loss of innocence.