The Ease of Pointing a Finger

“What do you do this for
this seeking attention
what pleasure?”

The suddenness of the question
the stab, the pain
what had I done so wrong?

“You are passing signals
allowing their thoughts to go berserk
what fun arousing their imagination?”

I kept wondering
how wrong could a smile be
sharing a laugh in the tragedy of life!

I conjecture at the perceptions
how environments, upbringing work
the ease of raising a finger!

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In Another World

Lying cold, by a bare shoulder
The sight so vivid
And yet trans-like
Was it real? Reverie?
Truth or fantasy?
A dream too life-like?
I kept wondering
The words, fallacy
Entrance to another world
Existence of our being
And verses, binding us together
I kept wondering
What shall I do?
How do I keep this from ending
I kept wondering

What Are You?

They say you see what you desire
Were you my yearning
Answer to my prayer?
They say you attract what you want
You- to quench my thirst
Salve my soul ?
They say there’s a purpose for everything
I wonder why are you here
To teach me what?
They say there’s nothing real, all mind
Were you my imagination
To answer my own question?
Sometimes I wonder,
Are you real, or
A figment broken off some fantasy
Are you who I see you ,
Or just a mirror!