Chasing Nirvana

Wisps of wind flow through

Brooks of nirvana

That land on sunny places

In my soul

And shadows wait on down the road

And as the water runs

Down into obscurity

Pretty pictures

Fade from light

To dark

And color

Bleeds

Lines separate

And distance

Is learned

Not felt

And beautiful

Illusions of grandeur

Hit rocks Like Plymouth

And new starts

Can really be endings

And what of little birdies’ songs

What do they know

 Of love and lost

And win to gain

Nothing but delusions

Of this time

I can rest

And then you must travel on

Because life stings

And beats us into shape

Or into insanity

Or both

And carrying weights

Is a job

All by itself

And as the sun does eat away skin

Leaving cancerous cells forming

We must still stand in her warmth

And you can’t deny the beauty

Even though death may come from it

And hauntings don’t come

 from ghost,Ghouls, or spirits

Hauntings are from the hand reached for

That doesn’t reach back

What can be scarier than that

Or the heart that no longer lets Love in

Afraid of how it will end

And does that stop anything

No it does not

Because even now time is creeping up

Reminding us of what we haven’t done

And what has not been finished

And in this day

So many great moments faded away

And people become empty shells

With painted on smiles

Praying for a break

 Searching for a utopian dream

That they can hold onto

So that darkness doesn’t over take them

As their soul breaks

And peace escapes

And shadows finally catch up with them

And the wind doesn’t wisp it whips

And nirvana brooks evaporate