From birth to death and further onAs we were born and introduced into this world,We had a gift hard to express by wordAnd somewhere in our continuous road,It kind of lost it sense and turned.There was that time we sure remember,When everything was now and 'till foreverChildren with no worries and no regrets,The only goal was making a few friends.But later on everything has changed,By minds that had it all arrangedTo bring the people into stress,Into creating their own mess.We have been slaved by our own mind,Turned into something out of our kindSlowly faded away from the present time,Forced to believe in lies, in fights and crime.They made it clearly a fight of the ego,A never ending war that won't just goThey made it a competitive game,To seek selfish materialistic fame.They turned us one against eachother,Man against man, brother against brotherDividing us by religion and skin color,Making us fight to death over a dollar.Making us lose ourselves in sadly thoughts,Wasting our days by living in the pastDepressed and haunted by the memories,And yet still hoping to fly in our dreams.Some of us tried learning how to dance,Step after step, giving our soul a new chanceSome of us left our ego vanish into sounds,Thus being aware of our natural bounce.Some tried expressing in their rhymes,The voice of a generation which never diesThey reached eternity through poetryLeaving the teachings that shall fulfill the prophecyOthers have found their way through spirituality,Becoming conscious of the human dualitySeeking the spiritual enlightenment,Of escaping an ego-oriented fightingScience, philosophy, religion,Try to explain the human origin.Maybe changes are yet to come,And it shall be better for someDeath's for the spirit not an end,But a relieving of the embodimentSo I believe that furthermore,We'll understand the power of our soulBut leaving behind all we know,And all that we might not yet knowIt all resumes to that certain truth,That we all seek to once conclude.
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About This Quote
About Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache.
Themes
- Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave
- Dreams — Aspirations, visions, and the world of the subconscious
- Philosophy — Deep thoughts on existence, knowledge, and the nature of reality
- Poetry — The art of language, rhythm, and emotional expression
- Power — The dynamics of influence, authority, and leadership
- Religion — Exploring belief systems, worship, and spiritual practice
- Science — Discovery, inquiry, and the wonders of the natural world
- Soul — The inner self, consciousness, and spiritual essence
- Time — Reflections on the passage of time and how we spend it
- Truth — Meditations on honesty, authenticity, and the search for truth
- War — Reflections on conflict, peace, and the human cost of war