The Light

An evening stroll with a friend,
  The invitation of horror and death
So brave you were, you lit up fire
   In the hearts of otherwise sheeple

Millions have endured the horror,
   And millions will endure the same
You stood as symbol of sacred life
   As testimony to brutality of society

Nothing can bring you back
   Any tribute might be insufficient
You were truly a light, a meteor
   You'll be in our hearts for eternity

New Journey

Beginning of new Journey
   For soul, for all Humanity.
Not a fight of good and evil
   Great Transition inevitable?

What are we? Who are we?
  Why are we? Are we really we?
With all questions on definition,
  This is for eternity, and surely real.

May our hearts be clear
  Our determination strong
For all the days yet to be,
  Never again war, only peace.
   

Freedom

Starts with a dream 

Grows with Age

Hardens with seasons

How free you really are?

Goals and Constructs 

Enslave your soul

The invariant tunes 

The constructs of society

A game gone awry

You still can think 

You still can choose

You still are a flying bird

Privilege

Wonderful has been this journey,
    Surprises and routine in Harmony
As much this is about the self,
    As this is about the world outside

 Eternal haunting darkness,
    Disappears as light falls
 Grateful for all the experience,
   Truly, it's been a privilege

Surreal

 Of all the things that could be

What it is, is only what it is

Endless possibilities becoming

 One history with no stopping

  

Things in the right place

  Precise, coherent, and perfect

For the melodrama to unfold,

   Epic, exotic, and ultimate

Majestic invariant tunes 

For the ever new orchestra 

With all honesty admit I've to

  It's way too surreal, way too. 

A Beautiful Mind

Sharp, Gentle sense of Humor,

 Only a brilliant mind can possess

Work of art precise yet graceful,

   Peak of mind that is resourceful 

You're not with us anymore,

   Yet, your work saves our labor

A beautiful mind you're,

   Rest in Peace, Sir. 

Creator and Created

Created for and as indulgence

  Serving eternal instincts

Lived beyond original impulse

Improves and betters

Means of victory progeny is

Cheating the inevitability

The goal shall be pursued

Baton passed on

Created surely surpasses 

Creator and Created on the Arena

Harmony? or Hegemony?

The course of Karma ensues