I put aside myself

I put aside myself ,
A burden I carried way too long,
I dissolve my hatred,
My envy ,My desire,
I denounce my place,
My race,
My face .
I forgive the past,
I renounce everyone.

I renounce every dream,
I ever had or might have,
I let them sublimate ,
Through my memory neurons
All of them,
My lovers of past ,
The one illusion ,
Of care and path,

None to hold hands.

I have lost my hands,
I cant pick up anything,
My skull has burnt,
The remaining house,
I care not for your love,
Nor mine.
The old tricks don’t work,
And I have no fire to invent new,
My frame is out of its fuel
A stuffed past,
It was Never important

All my wars are over,
My fight vanished ,
My ambitions vanquished,
My hopes abandoned.

But to really say,
I have renounced nothing,
And I never can,
I cannot defy,
what I cant define
For what was mine ,
Is never mine
And what is mine
Will never be mine.


None to blame,
No complain,
No stance in life,
I am nothing.

I must go,
And so should you,
But when it comes to going
I am not in same place as you..

I need not a partner,
Here or after,
Not a soul to please,
Not a soul to preach.
Or to make plans,
Of togetherness .

I still have a kindness in my heart,
The only thing that remains,
I don’t know what it is,
But I might put it to some use
Before the ash vanishes too.

I am not a tortured thing,
Not to be pitied ,
I am in peace with vacuum,
Purged of all torments,
Without any regrets
I put aside myself,
all my envy and shame
As it was never there.

will you just sit with me?

Will you sit with me on open Grounds?
On a simple night ,nothing special,
The wind not too fast nor too slow,
Everything just ordinary ,
We have nothing to achieve tonight,
No desire to desire,
Nothing to prove,
No past to mourn,
No future to rejoice,
The present vanishes too.
Whats the use of time to us?
When we are not in hurry
We just sit
Look at the stars
Metaphors we see many
But utter none
We judge nothing,
No complications,
No emotions,
No journeys to make,
No paths to take,
No philosophies,
No books,
No wits,
No languages,
You ask me not
‘why are you silent?’
Neither do I give a reason
For our silent reunion.
For we were like this once
Silent and simple,
When nothing was there,
To worry or to protect
Once again tonight
We are Just being THAT,
In the suchness of it,
You and me.
Will you just with me?