How can one fake?

Of birth and of death,

In every breath that it takes;

Of the same friend and foe,

The stories that this mind makes;

While no two labels can gauge

The unnecessary love and hate;

Still trying the forgetful maze,

Bound to nature, bound to fate;

The life that time keeps,

Heart beats and pulse rates,

Drop by drop, away it seeps,

Over foolish pride in false stakes;

Still engaged in battles of face,

How so more, how so less,

On anger that drives away grace,

In a decorated intelligent mess;

Fast curse or boon slow,

What want would one really make?

Unthought of, too soon did it flow?

Of impatience, and a bad blow;

Humanity's sake, how can one fake?

-- nayan

Sat & Sun, 24th & 25th August 2024

11:39 pm, No-where or Now-here?