As a sire{ for fathers}

the price of the ultimate sacrifice
in the eyes of the selfish, won't suffice

when to do or not to do is not even a question
a willing soul has no space for doubt but keeps questing

mind and patience of a god; what kills men is petty
left internally bleeding, beer-drowning sorrow,
immersed in pity

we do not cry we just bite the bullet and die
our sons follow-by; walking a thin line of truth and lie

I'm no saint nor a preacher, just a witness on this alter
I am my father's poor future; for my son' sake i dare not falter

the price of my sacrifice is paradise after the proverbial fire
weary in my toils or ecstatic in my joys as a sire

... a whispering voice 'papa do not tire'

innerverse

As dark as eyes closed
clear broad day light brought into sight within
clairvoyance

The future is time standing still
here and now in eternal union
soulful's Sheer romance.

This wouldn't be written if I say I escaped my senses
As a principle
mind is always vibrating
 
There's an experience that's beyond
 any form of expression
 life stays amazing

I am not just spiritual I am spirit
On an odyssey going nowhere
 but point zero

All these myriad layers of consciousness
are universal truths
that joins people

A droplet on a grass blade
that only existed for my observation
was Godly.

Still, my eyes were closed
My mental plane senses heightened
Darkness is holy

And so I found myself
I busk in the glory of the gods
I am perfect with my flaws.

I am not made to feel guilty
about my natural traits
that aren't subject to laws

I am home
announcing my arrival with loud silence
that of a sudden winter's burst

Awake, aware, conscious,
connected, natural, transcendental,
God, Innerverse.