SPACE

When all the space asked

Were given

Accused me of indifference 

Now all that I have left to share

Is love

Feeling smothered why yarn for

Own space

Left shattered I orbit

Like the rings of Saturn

Broken,  but a strange attraction 

Keeps me tied

Flames gone out long before

Would gladly be a comet

Returning constantly

While giving all the space

Till the final plunge

Burning like a glowing meteorite

Brings my end 

Defective Medium Called Religion

We hide our mistakes
And sometimes do hide
From our mistakes
But it seems to me
From own creation
Creator has hidden
Creation that is
Supposed to be based
On own beautiful image
Flawed and corrupted
May be the mirror
Was shattered
During the big bang
Creating multiple broken
Shattered images
Afraid to face
A failed creation
Creator hidden permanently
Behind a veil
Of dubious middlemen
And a defective medium
Called religion

World Beyond Dreams

Imagine a world beyond dreams
Where light has no meaning
Sound is silent, pain not felt
All the wrinkles of time
All the harsh words
Erased