Iknownothingatall

Carefree and eccentric, yet always aligned to his wife, A heavy smoker who is refined only by his jokes and beliefs, A tour guide of war, yet a yearning for peace stirs inside, Nothing he would've change in his life, yet regrets still lived. The weakness of my father broke my heart, Knowing he was near responsible for our family's demise, Unknowing to us till screams shattered our home apart, Sending questions of separation into our eyes, I thought we have descended, arriving on the seabed, I left the house, searching aimlessly for my father who stormed out, I found him and knew the reason for his escape, Hiding tears from his wife and children in fear of losing us, no doubt. I sat quietly beside him on the verge of tears, It was the first time I witness such vulnerability, From an image of a man, strong without fears, To hiding his tears and sadness with all his ability. "Come home dad", I said in a soft grieving breath, My voice causing floods...

Oblivious to these paltry changes, We selfishly put ourselves on a pedestal, We blind our eyes from these bigger pictures, Unknowingly drowning ourselves with the superficial, What of the future, what of our children, An unpredictable forecast lies before us, Shall we disguise and repulse, our shoulders unburdened, And leave our successors to the task? Through the steps of time, We are descending to a path of no return, Most of us choose to be blind, While others just want to watch the world burn. So decide quickly, time is at stake, Know that a drop of water can tip the scale, Every decision to act is a step to liberate, Us from the destruction our industries entail, Salvage what we can, stop all squander, There are other means, research and discover, Every single individual holds the power, To safeguard our home. A place full of wonder.

An emergence from nothing, Interactions of the unseen unravels, Hidden in the relativity of everything, A social pattern forming in every level, From the minuscule to the immense, Patterns suggest a formality of relations, Such contact resulting into finite events, Of infinite and divine revelations, The cosmic bodies and heaven aloft, Ever accelerating in the vastness of social connections, A metaphor of the invisible force that never exhaust, An ordinance of a multitude of associations. See it in the beauty of nature, A community hoping to thrive and advance, See it in the complexity of every creature, Even in the social chaos for each machine to run, The knowledge we share and discover, Creative potential only favours the generous, Refined by the aesthetics of the future, Collaboration and resistance, development prosperous, The fractal imagery that is boundless, Of social interactions, within and without, A form so methodical and meticulous, That all di...

A wonder of this temperamental nature, As the Sun plays hide and seek with the ground, Clarity in the air changes our behaviour, As the chaos of nightfall withered away with no sound, The spirit shall confide in me through the darkness, With a breeze that caresses my ears, Specks of diamonds that decorate the blankness, Wallowing in the mystery of the journey that took countless years, Being still in the wonder of this vision, As stones stood high above the clouds, A moment to unearth a reason for existence, No answers. Only a moment to stand proud. Such emotional landscapes, sublime, Destination of which understood me, From a path treacherous, taking too much time, But just enough for a glorious gift after a challenging journey.