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A Seeker

If you’re reading this it means I might be dead, 

Was I out or laying in my bed, 

Life flashing in front of my eyes, 

All the things unsaid, 

Did I die of natural causes, 

Or killed by a fed, 

Soul is leaving my body, 

A glooming dread, 

Taking my time, 

To think about my crime, 

The past caught up to me, 

So I am looking ahead, 

All the mysteries revealed, 

I surrender and yield, 

Should I be feeling regret instead, 

But there is no remorse in me, 

Broken shackles, now I am free, 

To be, to see, to flee, 

To blink, to think, of thee, 

Marvel at her sight, 

So ravishing, her majesty, 

These songs I sing, 

Often of love, 

Sometimes of theory of string, 

This universe in the multiverse, 

Mind singing, captured in verse, 

The dimensions are thirteen, 

The ever learning observer so keen, 

The possibilities are infinite, 

Expanding every second in every minute, 

Surrounded by darkness of space, 

Don’t be shy, do not hide your face, 

But there is also light, 

Nebulas and Quasars and Polaris in sight, 

Spinning at a magical pace,

The mega clusters of galaxies in a race, 

Sucked into black holes, and spit out of white holes, 

Meeting some aliens and asked them their life goals,

No languages needed,

Threats from extra terrestrial unheeded,

Communicating through our minds,

When one seeks something, he always finds,

So I am an observer, a seeker,

A wanderer, a secret keeper,

A dying man, on pale blue dot,

Or a memory, in someone’s thought. 

You Belong

When lines between right and wrong are blurred

When lies make up half of your world,

When your word doesn’t mean anything,

When your relationships all become a fling,

When flirting becomes the norm,

When you take advantage of your charm,

When you waste your time,

When you don’t have a dime,

When life becomes a struggle,

When you are just another muggle,

When wizardry leaves you,

When everybody believes you,

When say thing which are seldom true,

When the world spins,

When the poor man wins,

When she cries and doesn’t smile,

When the depth in her eyes is deeper then Nile,

When you held her hand, 

When you had to take off the wedding band,

When the memories flash by,

When your thoughts dry,

When you look back at life,

When you think about your struggle and strife,

When you think about your choices,

When you had let go and listened to the voices,

When you think your adventurous journey,

When you are the end of this tourney,

When you wonder about your legacy in life,

When you picked up that knife,

When you slit your wrists,

When blood gushed through closed fists,

When the soul left you,

When you saw the Truth you always knew,

When you saw the Light,

When you marveled at His sight,

When the long wait begun,

When his light encompassed the sun,

When the soul was returned,

When the fire once again burned,

When the records were handed,

When your wondered where you landed,

When the gates were opened,

When after life began to never end,

When you had all you ever wished,

When you went swimming and fished,

When you picked up this pen and started this song,

When you knew, you are exactly where you belong.