Some things shatter,
Some things bloom,
Some things die all too soon.
And yet we stay till we're disproven,
Stay till we're broken,
Stay till we have lost ourselves
Hoping for something different.
What did we stay for?
– Arsh
If Ghosts are Real
If ghosts are real,
Then they haunt me.
Ghosts from times I wasn't
And ghosts from times I could have been.
And saddest of all,
Ghosts who would never be.
They haunt me through good times and bad
And yet,
Through all the highs and lows,
They are mine.
– Arsh
The Legacy of Man
For what can Man do,
Except follow its predecessors today?
Regardless of the path,
It all ends with the grave.
Till the heart ceases to beat
And the hand ceases to move,
Till the corpse has no heat
And the mind achieves no feat.
Yet even beyond the grave
All men are remembered in some way
And it is through their ideas,
Legendary and brave.
We know not their life,
We know not their strife,
At times, we know not even their name.
But we know what they did.
A legacy remains.
It will only follow,
Through sickness and health,
Through poverty and death
In hopes that it can even live to compare
To the might of those who left it behind.
– Maya Desdemona
The Evolution Of Language
The tongue of the Peasant
Became the tongue of the Noble,
The Noble tongue was then made
The tongue of the Ruler.
Yet when the Tongue was tethered
And the Head was severed,
The language remains,
Still without chains.
– Maya Desdemona
An Ode To The Stars
Star light, Star bright,
Could you be a heavenly delight?
Antipodal to the cumbersome day,
The righteous Sun, and the adroit way.
Detached from this world you may be,
Yet you shine for us to see,
Oh star light, star bright,
Never lose your shine tonight.
– Maya Desdemona
Memento Mori, Memento Vivere.
Remember you must die,
No matter how hard you try
You must swallow your pride
And simply enjoy your life.
Remember you must live,
In spite of your imminent death
The Soul has not left the body yet
So celebrate every day before death.
- Maya Desdemona
Success?
You've conquered the world,
Yet all your power combined couldn't
Yellow the pages of history.
Died for your craft,
Doing the same thing over and over again:
Dwelling on your innumerable failures.
Do you remember now?
You have never been the hero of this story.
You failed.
– Arsh
Its Time to Sleep
"Can I go to sleep now?"
My mom said not to,
And dad said do.
But mom is sleeping
In a big, red puddle,
And everything hurts.
But mom won't wake up
To kiss it better,
So I guess I'll go to sleep now.
– Arsh
Rat Race
This rat race that
We are trapped in,
Feels inescapable,
Immutable.
"Remember the bright side!"
Nameless, faceless voices chant when shoving
Their positivity down your throat,
Restricting.
"Is this marketable?" seems to be
The only question all art is asked,
Stifling soul and creativity,
Conforming.
This rat race that we
Live our lives in,
Is all that we will know,
Forever.
– Arsh
Mortality
Frail mortality, you have
Failed in your self-proclaimed journey,
Chasing immortality.
Enduring mortality, yet you
Continue to persist on your relentless quest,
Afraid of dying.
Fleeting mortality, though you are
Ephemeral, you are incandescent,
In your brief time,
Showing your resilience.
– Arsh
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