A Thought On Immortality

The leftover of consumed sanity,
A hushed up thought in a sizzling mind.
Doing the pirouettes in this labyrinth,
Many a lost and many a dead.

Of shades and light,
A relationship of inseparability,
Ever again the same ones
Knocking the doors I find.

By those familiar corners,
Wafts some old ghosts.
Out of those walls again,
Peep some sleeping faces.

In that abysmal somnolence,
Elicit I, a few mortgaged dreams
Again to lend them hues of hope.
And yet a few eluding ones,
Pricked to life in the halo of a high.

Rise from the graves, children of my mind,
Let’s end this game of hide and seek.
For in this maze of time, by this corner
I might come again.
But might then be too bitter in the heart
To play this game.
So, Oh thoughts, you that
I have seduced and fondled with,
You that I have beguiled in to existence,
Let me etch you in to immortality.

When this life of drawing holes
In bubbles sublimes to nothingness,
You will ripple in perpetuity.
When you impregnate a thousand
Minds with dreams,
As your shadow, beneath your light
Of hope I will lurk.
Hey thought, my elixir of immortality,
Come forth this once
Let me write my name on you.