Sometimes I sit and wonder if within the dense forest of my mind I am not alone ,
if we stare up at the same stars and if our distant minds ever cross paths ,
two roads diverge who's paths are aloof And antonymic ,
that of the mind who's logical sensibility is safe and that of the heart who's creative insanity brings the utmost joy ,
two roads diverge in a cosmic wood and we take the latter that which is less traveled ,
we walk the same path with different steps and standoffishness , love gone wrong turned into indifference ,
within the confines of closed minds our souls escape invisible chains and dance together in a superconscious state ,
super egos cannot contradict or conflict with the wants of the heart to bend the will of the flesh .
A Broken median allows for us to find freedom and break way from our boundless limitations ,finding superior existance .
Our hearts beat together in sync intertwined forever , our pulses like a pulsating, pair of twin pulsars who's Immense gravity holds them in their cosmic tango,
who's vast love Holds them together through the vast darkness of life.
Our lives mirror images who's mimicry of each other is juvenile but beautiful , unusual even, that our fates have become one, astray from one's usual path unified , sanctified , and revived from our comatose state of Empty life chasing something to fill the void, devoid of all life.
Here's one of my better poems in my opinion it's very well cherished by me. Enjoy.
