Unhuman ?

Morning shines its usual rays of uncertainty
On the top of a hill where stands a man on the fringe of insanity
Riots of morals and sense have been intense in his irritated mind
Epic battles of truth and lies, of right and wrong
Light of the Sun had been for his people nothing more than blinding
It didn't look the same for him..the mother star..the Truth shining
Candles of life keep on producing poeple's shadows but he never found his own
Every day the same question: "Am I alive or have I for long been gone?"
Like an unclassified tree he stands alone on the misty hill
Years come and go leaving the branches numb by their coldest chill

Just wandering..

Signs flickering high on the road
Red and yellow..rarely some green
It's not road signs if you think that it's what I'm talking about (not even
in a metaphorical way)
Oracles these lights they've proven to be..tinkling dwarf stars in the
zodiac of my milky way
Under their light I seek refuge into secret spaces
Sanctuaries for the mind at the land of possibilities
Long trip ahead towards the uncertain and fate
Equilibrium of soul and body is the master tool in the seeker's quest

Saddle on!

Left alone in the desert of the unknown

A bottle of water labeled ‘Hope’ in my right hand and a saddle horse at my left

Dust and sand are notes of the winds’ Requiem song

Drowning me in an atmosphere of nostalgia and fear with its ancient tong

‘Less is more they say’, so I ride on the horse towards dawn

Eagles have told legends about it..the place where newer days are born

Oh! But how on earth am I going to get there under this strong heat of uncertainty?!

Naaah..that’ll be more fun than the routine of what many call ‘certainty’ an it’s veiled misery   

Invocation

I invoke Thee in my hermitage called "Universe"
Numerous stars shine over my dome; lively lanterns
Voice of the Cosmos; a silent prayer that brings comfort to my lonesome
Omnium-gatherum; the ultimate symphony of my life's orchestra; my antidote and venom
Crossing lands of knowledge, that would be my true prayer
A path of sacrifices, pain and nostalgia by which I may lift my soul higher
Tremendous treasures we've been given, seen only by Truth seekers
Illumination awaits to be discovered, there's no need to be altered, you'll get what only matters
Over the most shiny diamond of this world lays that strange hand
Nurtured by the Light it gives sight, animated by a passionate heart it shows a better start, moved by soul and mind it guides and comforts the blind        

An anniversary poem

I'm twenty two years now..I feel like an old man
Numb at my feet, my body's loosing heat..waves of time are washing out my beach's sand
Destiny.. the inevitable obsession is playing it's mirage at a distance
Enigma of life has proven to be nothing more than an illusion..a couple of laughs on  a short trance
Evanescence has been the most realistic thing for my mind
Peace of the soul is my philosopher stone here..destined generator of my sailing tide