Intuitively Blind

Short yet concise, 
Breathed all through the norms,
Breathed all through the doubt,
Breathed all away till it came out of secularity,
This breath I speak of is only an extinguishment in presence,
Only to what converses me through my own assumption,
I bestow my wrath upon me ,
For I know not no intuition of any being other than me.

In others I seek,
And yet I mistaken each and the other,
My seek is only my imprisonment of me,
For I know no such truth that explains itself vividly,
So I broke the sought of my seek,
And remained me,
It was nevertheless a plea of silence,
Silence which floats above as below,
This empowerment of silence has subdued my ego,
And by such hands I shall no longer remain remembered,
I shall be here to witness the existence,
For I know that I’m only here to observe. 

Remember only that this text perpetuates you the will,
A will for no long, no short or no narrower path of an avert,
Gleam none’s journey,
Mistaken not your concern,
It’s only okay if it’s all gone through the dawn,
For let this reminder of your ego be,
That you’re only here to observe,
And your observation will only remain within your perceptive feelings,
And not your true one. 

-Othello D. Gomes

The i-Sentiment

All these materials glitter through my name,
This is why I never intended to seek any fame, 
A labradorite of meaning always held my glory, 

And I never used my connotation to create a story, 

For I knew that I would only be living today, 

It’s the disciples in ignorance that are in true delay, 

Urging money and degrees yet never true to deeds,

Withstanding torture and isolation may only feed. 

But I guarantee to Ra, you will speak peace,

However, It’s only these riches that will halt you in cease. 

Can I please wake up from this nightmare ?

Why am I awake? 

Why am I walking around parallel to my body ? 

I can only get back, 

Yet I can’t move, 

Who let that figure in to my eyes. 

Friendliness or Neutrality,

 Decision shan’t be needed,

It’s the same process which calls all of us home. 

Take me around the circle of truth, 

It’s very confusing ,

So vague, 

How can I choose ?

 Rationality, 

How dare thee?

 How can I be right ? 

Is it because I’m full of ego ? 

Oh gosh ! 

I’m not real,

 So when I finally embarked on the journey of 8,

I came to realize the one is not true to all. 

Let’s take a trip to this parallel dimension, 

Once you get dropped, 

You’ll hurt your head,

It won’t be this reality, 

But once you get conscious,

You’ll recollect all the treasures,

A second death you never wished for, 

The ultimate death is knowledge.

-Othello D. Gomes

A Clash Of Chests

Here are 2 contrast poems I made a while back ( initially as a school project).
1st one: 

Paradoxical timeline, however, It’s not a dream

In a world made for us,
The patriots of the snow,
Blends into the bow of tomorrow,
For we once never sought sorrow,
As our minds were never narrow,
For we worked delicate and mowed through;
Halt !
Capture them and let’s make it anew. 

Accept our gifts of bloom,
We’ve made more progress than any other,
The philanthropy has us all covered in sparkling diamond,
We shan’t ever worry for all this gold;
Lead them right through the herd,
For I say:
The holy grail is in the tablets of the aeons,
And not once shall it fail to grasp from our hands !

Let’s stand up together,
My Brothers Of The Present, Past and Tomorrow,
We shall dine in the throat of the seedling,
And shall slaughter a sheep for our feast of glory,
For we deserve this power and fame,
And so does our father of understanding.

May mercy be in your soul,
For we are your great saviours !

2nd one a.k.a. counter poem:
The Land that accepts you , despite slaughter !

The world is made for all,
None is superior or inferior,
The blends of sorrow and hatred,
Filled all our hearts with the trails of the unnatural sky,
Though, I still speak on the people’s behalf,
My energy echoes throughout the universe’s heart;
As delicate as we all work, our hearts are always singing birds !

Though, you’ve failed to understand gaia,
We’ve accepted you in our hearts,
For we’re not you at all !
The gold and diamonds you speak of,
Mean nothing more than treacherous blood in everyone’s memories,
Shut down our abilities,
But shutting down our inner spirits,
Will require more than your systematic illusion,
And since we still have the birds of the universe on our side,
The crystals of the past are still in our hands. 

Let’s take a moment,
For your standing as a whole mean nothing more,
Our unity lies in infinity,
And your narrowness will not be prevailed over such ignorance,
No power,
No fame,
Only gratitude and everlasting love are what we have,
And what we seek is what is already there,
So we shall not seek at all,
For we are children of the One and The Infinite. 

Infinite love shall always be with you,
For our love holds no boundaries even in the face of lost souls. 

-Othello Gomes

The Nature

When I refer to nature, I don't simply refer to nature as a whole, but from a perceptive point of view, as the only nature we're most aware, and conscious of is most probably "The Human Nature", as blatant as it sounds,  it's quite true, since everything we've perceived, demonstrated , studied, invented, and imagined are all from the perspective of a human being, as we're all blatantly 'humans'. 

I know everyone has at one point wondered what the 'true' , or rational nature of reality, or the universe is, besides the system we've created to understand the elements, and fundamentals of it. It's a very thought provoking topic, which can't be simplified easily, as the root of it is simply found in the void, or in infinity - when it comes to infinity , it simply defies everything there is to all we know about the whole universe's nature. What we have come to comprehend as the nature of the universe, may essentially not be the nature of what everything, but only towards who 'we' really are, because everything we view , or comprehend comes from the individual perspective of a human being. There might not ever be any absolute truth to anything out there, no matter who, or how anyone tries to present the agenda for what they believe, and how they preach it, for it'd only show the reflection who they are, and how they function, and how they think. It's getting quite complex, right? Well, no, it's not. How one thinks shouldn't be confused with what one thinks, because no matter what the perception is of an individual remains untouched within the frequent presence of the observation. Everything is untouched, nothing is tampered with, all is just observation. It's just you, and yourself, and your eyes' reflection of reality, not the reality itself that you're actually experiencing. All you are , is just a vessel for the state of what we call "living", "experiencing" , or "feeling", nothing outside of what you believe inside this state, is close to what you think of yourself. The reason why I say this , has already been stated a few sentences back: "WE'RE JUST A FREQUENT PRESENCE OF WHAT WE CALL THE EXPERIENCE OF EVERY REFLECTION PRESENTED BY OUR OWN MIND."

While, this is quite sophisticated, it still stands strong at what it aims to convey in a certain sense of the individual. If indeed , nature is meant to have a balance between bad, and good, and have what Darwin describes as "survival of the fittest", then it goes against a lot of physical properties, when it comes to bonding, separating, and reacting to one another in the surrounding. We have discovered so much in our own sense, yet we have learn almost close to nothing in our whole lifetime as a civilization, therefore, we can't ever come to the inference that there indeed is a true "nature", much like if there was ever an "absolute truth".