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This too shall pass...


Sadness fills my inside,
Those words cannot be true,
From what you may think I hide,
To the things you thought I might do,

Why do this occur?
Contradictions arose,
As I always tend to hurt,
The ones I love most,

Is it an essential consequence?
Where lessons might be teaching,
Should I declare my innocence?
Or accept these words they are preaching?

Maybe it’s inherent,
For our hearts to be torn,
Even in Love we must risk,
To be an object of scorn,

See, if the Universe is perfect,
No chaos shall exist,
Nothing will react,
Nothing will resist,

Dust won't emerge,
Stars would not burn,
Elements don't converge,
Attractions do not yearn,

So creation is contrary,
To its own beliefs,
For an end it must carry,
If a start needs to conceive,

But now I am stuck,
Between acceptance and reproach,
Without any hint of luck,
Either the low or the high road?

So I breakdown,
Putting faith in love that lasts,
Knowing Karma comes around,
And that this too, shall pass.


I am sorry...


*This picture was taken when my wife and I had a huge fight and we ended up trekking back to our van far apart from each other in the freezing strong winds of Iceland. This sad moment beautifies the bitter-sweet memory of the black sands and the scraps that lay before us.

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