Loosing gravity, I hovered above,
The fields and woods, hills and dales,
Egrets and cranes sensing  a competetor
Near gave a chase, that was nice though.

'Just a metaphor that means a search
For beauty and lasting meaning' I heard,
Who said it; unknown commentator viewing
Every movement, each moment, of universe!

What a mystery, I thought for a moment,
Not the 'I' before, but one that is aggragated,
Above the narrow limits of me,my and mine,
The cranes and herons keeping me company
Had bid goodbye, I saw palms wave  hands.

Feeling comfortable with the new fecility
I flew high easy, couldn't find where I end
And the multiverse of wonders takes me over
"Aĺl I thought of me was as a visitor to this
Island of time and space, part of a whole,
But I have  my sweetheart close to my heart
Near and dear, friends all over the world
Many of us never met but neighbours of
My heart, I hear them from afar and their
Heartbeat I felt mine; was an adventure this,
Love prompted, a lilting poem  in progress,
Now  a flow with the wind circling universe
I am ecstacy itself, time is the essence in this
Tale, told  by many eyes" whispered I to
My invisible companions, winging with me.

And loomed large in my being my beloved
Moon with whom I fell madly in love in an
Age of unreason and wild infatuation.
She felt compelled to hold me close to her
***** and kissed my sweaty brows gently
A moment of oblivion, now I am one with
The sprit of universe, in thought and deed
When being becomes nothingness, bliss!

The starry nights, embellished in darkness
And light  is my domain till eternity, I have
No loss or gain, what 'I was' cherished is not
Taken from me a bit, in this wingless flight

The stars, a billions lighted souls dancing
In time line far near and eternal began
To hum a celestial tune that becomes all,
That makes the universe, it moves in waves
Holds all together with love and compassion
All the rest are just tales,elements create
You and I, all the rest are myths illusory
Apparition of one and only music eternal.

What goes up must come down.

It's the law of gravity.

You throw a ball up into the air and what does it do?

It falls right back down towards the ground at the acceleration of 9.81m/s2

It’s the exact acceleration of anything in freefall,
Despite its weight or mass
Despite its shape or value
It falls right back to the ground at 9.81m/s2

So specific.

Well yes.
Yes, because it is important for you to understand this principle of behavior.

You see, the same law occurs in life.

Let’s pretend you were a ball, and I threw you up in the air…

I threw you up so high that you could see the birds and touch the clouds.
I threw you so high that you were gathered up in a breeze, taken across the entirety of the city.
I threw you so high that you were enveloped into a storm, tossed and turned in the wind and rain.
I threw you so high that you emerged from the chaos and floated above the atmosphere.

At this point, you’ve stopped.

For the briefest of moments, you're exposed to one of the most stunning of natural masterpieces.
The sky is painted a pretty titian shade spotted with drops of fuchsia and indigo
The sun shines and sparkles in your peripheral view, glinting and gleaming off of your rounded form.
A heavenly phenomenon.

Yet what goes up, must always come down
And after the briefest of moments, you fall.

You fall right back through the treacherous storms, being pushed forcefully by the wind
You fall right back down towards the heart of the city, tumbling in the breeze
You fall right back down through the clouds and past the birds
You fall right back down until you reach the ground and your journey comes to an end.

Your life comes to an end.

While in the air, you were exposed to a multitude of different situations and scenarios.
You saw beauty and chaos
You were really living.

But in the end, gravity takes its course.

Life takes its course.

Because all that lives must die,

And all that goes up must come down.

i’ve always loved reading about outer space,
the planets,
the stars,
the moons.

little did I know,
I only need to be with you,
to experience zero gravity.

The suicide note was blank,
            I hadn't thought up
a good enough excuse yet

   for why they killed themselves.

This one was a tough one,
  as my hands aren't as strong as
the used to be, took ages to suffocate...

But as I hung them up like a piñata,
  covering the ligature marks smoothly.
I pushed them to get a rhythm  of what
               to write..

I was tired, uninspired...
I'm getting to old
               for this manual labour,
time to retire and write love stories...



"To whom it may concern,

                         "tested gravity..

"I got a D- oh well....

My laurels means nothing
They're tenderly held together by
cheap glue and crumble to ash
a little bit more every time I touch them
yours are made of gold and sapphire
they're sturdy and I bet if they fell
they'd hold together nicely
but they've never fallen
gravity doesn't seem to affect you the way
it does me

There lies the abandoned park bench
We sat there a year ago

Now stained with infinite dust, rain
Pouring torrents of strange anger and

Pulsing sorrow- a heaving chest
Rising and falling , tide like crest

Certain gravity to the fall, to the fallen
(pun unintended)
Unceasing in releasing;

Dusk, dawn
Fall , rise
Black, white

Just universal polarity like
The one between you and me.

A hand to hold, a smile to crave,
A heart to feel, a love to cherish;

All now lies washed down
Dust in the rain
Solitary drops now remain.