Poems – Set of Boredom and Madness

Life

Life is a twine of contradictions and suffering

You get tangled by it as you live on

Just to suffer until your dying day.

The Universe Goes On

We worry too much about our past and future

We think it matters in the end

But in reality, we are just a spec

Waiting to be drifted and swiped 

Like the people on our phones.

Our life might not be endless

But the universe prevails.

From light to darkness, it lingers

As our grayish nature vanishes

Into the abyss of eternal mystery

Which only the universe seems to know.

Warrior

The path you must take is not easy

It throws hurdles and curveballs that make you bleed and scream

But you must overcome it.

As there is no place for weaklings within this world

As that is God’s honest truth.

I might be mean, but so is this Earth

There is no nurture, just pain.

So either hunker and crawl like the maggots on the dirt

Or stand in blood and pride as the world beats the lights out of you.

Your birth was counted on, not by you but from the Eternals

To see if you are just a regular grunt 

Or a warrior worthy of their eyes.

There is no end to this madness

Not until you drop dead to the soil

As war is life, and life is war.

Cylinder Life

Spin

Cock

Click

Nothing happens.

I sigh to myself 

Realizing is going to be another day of self-loathing

Good luck tomorrow I guess.

Day goes out

I’m back in my room with another day wasted

Just to wake up in the next day.

Spin

Cock

BANG

My luck finally turned in.