In answer to https://efo8.wordpress.com/2021/08/27/495-life-is-not-the-same-for-later-comment/ By Author Rahul Gaur
I live a fictional life of self-examination
https://rahulgaurblog.com/2021/08/26/495-life-is-not-the-same/ Author Rahul Gaur
and an attempt to personify wind in my steps
Futile ends of euphoria and its eternal chase
To forget the ends but remember the epiphanies
A glimpse of the flight about to end
I remember to be unafraid of the fall this time
and focus on the journey from
where I was to where I am and
who I was to who I am
Carved by patience
My pain gives me false hope
My shoulders lose weight in this false flight
to brace the fall ahead
I descend down the hovering clouds
and take the rain of my guilt with me
Maybe this way, my numbness will cry?
I remember to be unafraid of the fall this time
and focus on the journey from
where I was to where I am and
who I was to who I am
Author Rahul Gaur
Becoming me
I choose to begin my comments here, for this is the place oft returned to, the place seeking the fearless champion of their walk to fall un-screaming ,into the void.
This time, this time take note – I will trace the chord from there to here-and I will believe and know that I am. In the pretence, the imagined the truth and the lies – je suis moi!,
The fall, not of angels nor devils but of Ego and shame
Carved by patience
My pain gives me false hope
My shoulders lose weight in this false flight
to brace the fall ahead
I descend down the hovering clouds
and take the rain of my guilt with me
Maybe this way, my numbness will cry?
Author Rahul Gaur
Patience had I not, neither hoped for nor sought, weightlessly I tumble from here to there, un-screamingly. Imagining.
The wind around me hails, I am in a thundercloud cumulonimbus-ing about me, thrusting up and down as layer, by layer I become a stone, my only light the lightning, of my still imagining mind. Will guilt freeze? Do stones hail the morning of re-discontent? I will be me, I promised to but will this me survive the fall.
Yay or nay I am Me.
