Plop! Plop!

Drop by drop

Shall make a lake

Together.

Running past,

Ever so fast

Life and the river

Amast.

Furor,

Chaos

One dance do.

Storm breaks through

The hardest rocks and hearts.

I sat down by the River Styx

I thought of how i was in such a fix

Weary of the past, angst for the morrow pricks

Thoughts ablur and feelings amix

All days the same, no matter five or six.

Time goes on but the memory sticks

The river flows on, the River Styx...

Invisibility

So for once

I would be 

In visibility

Completely

Of who you are

Unaffected by my presence

The you

When 

you are with you

Then I shall understand

Just

The joy

The sorrow

Of you

Know

The story of your lifetime

See it actually

Without intruding it

 with my presence

But existing 

With you 

Just

Our souls

In visibility

Truly

Meeting 

Touché

My

Words

Oddly 

Reap

Depressions,

Serenity;

Clocking of a time bomb

Monotonous

Symphony of exchanged smiles

Melodious

My words ooze out like mayo

Spiral, smooth

Better out than in.

I look but don't see

Where is the God, where is He?

Who am I? 

Or the bigger question is why?

Some sing, some bow and some dance

Then entitle themselves to heaven's fullest chance

Most are born who they claim to be

The others adorn themselves as what they like to see

I raise brows at them all

So they say,

 'Atheist, that wretched soul!'

They don't comprehend my quest

Nor know the answers I seek

They abhor my questions

My study of religion

Defiance and denial

,and of doubt you wreak

Distant they stand

Atheist is all they see

Upon closer inspection

A theist was the inscription 

Outside my house

Meant to introduce visitors to me.

'Loves. Kills.'

Some days I love you.

On others, I kill you. 

I am at the borderline.

'Mark your border'