Unknown - Poems of the lost soul

 

I know yet I don’t know

Life does not have a limit for show.

Heart remembers, mind does not know,

So life is just repeating sorrow.

Life is a play, of unknowns and knowns,

Everything is lost in Fate’s storms.

I am here but not for long,

Shall fade away like a moment of dawn.

I will be swallowed in Fate’s hollow,

Will be dissolved leaving nothing to follow.

Memories can fade away,

Stories can go away,

The sorrows will stay,

Leaving me to pay,

Not allowed to betray.

Even that sorrow will be erased away.

The day Fate turns, 

I will be slaughtered like a prey.

Like a slave that can’t break away.

So I live like a toy that Fate plays.

The Divine comes, saying away,

We are his creation and in his play,

Who am I to judge his way?

So I ponder, as I wonder,

If Divine has created clay,

And I live under in his play, 

Life plays as he conveys,

Why is life not as he says?

Why so much illusion and plays?

Is Fate really as he says?

Nothing but a rule that obeys?

I am living as Fate plays, 

No will to live, no will to betray.

If I am as Divine says, 

Why the illusion, why the play?

Is the Divine free as he says?

Fate or Divine who serves whom?

I can’t say, I have no clue.

All are illusions, all are lies,

Waiting to be discovered to break the binds.

So I know yet I don't,

Life does not have a limit to be shown.

So what of Fate, what of Divine,

All there just to break my mind.

My heart remembers all the sorrows,

The mind is there just to follow.

One day it will make a choice,

Memories, stories, hearts will rejoice.

Yet Fate is here keeping me bind,

Trying to force me, to break my mind.

I have tried I can’t betray,

So one day I will still fade away.

Because I’m bound, bound by Fate.

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