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Poetry By: alhain


Submitted:Mar 27, 2009    Reads: 71    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Have you ever notice?

There is a you who never gets old

Are you the one who knows when you thinking even what you thinking about

Are you life greatest mystery?

You are the unmoved mover

You are life in life

So death isn't such a mystery for it happens in you

Aware of what I am, I am no the body

Where is the space for fame?

I am that bit of you that is never touched

This is what we all are

I am the unmoved mover

Aware of what is going on in me

Yeah I can see the beast I have become

Chasing fame as if I was just that

Not understanding what I am on about?

Right I am life and that's why I ask you not to fear death

Been here, choosing this body to put a little order in my world

I was, I am and will be life, and so wherever you are I am because I am

The beast cannot take away my life to enjoy my life

So I let it take what it wants

And at the end it is lost in despair

I am not a victim but the one who let you be what you are

Can't see me right? Yeah I am the life in you and out of you

At the end you wont be if you have never been aware of me

This is not a task, but the world was created for me and only me

The unmoved mover uses all to bring about the required change

Lost in my desire to be, feels better not to be

In life I am a slave simply because I am this life

Can't accuse but rebuke

Can't cheat but ask

I am god because I chose the best possible pictures

Human's bodies are nothing but cameras

Aren't they dear to me? Yes they are………..who is talking?

Me, you or the unmoved mover

Who am I?

Death? where is thy sting?


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