Tag Archives: philospphy

memoir

My arms have turned
Stiff and still
They stare at me
With eyes devoid of wetness
It has been long
Since I hugged you
I thought I was enough for me
I miss a bit of me
That is away from me
Hanging somewhere between the lines of a memoir
Why do I love to live this incomplete self of mine
Why did I gift a piece of my peace to you
Is love peace
Or unease
Is love a chain
Or freedom
What makes you gift
Gods kingdom of yours
To somebody else
Who never bothers
Earth is self-centric
Is that way
It is able to give away
The rays of sun
To every inch
Learning to be self centric
Is the key to be system centric
Life is not a memoir
It is the floor I stand on
The earth
The self centric earth