Musings on Life

The glowing embers of youth Ebb away into emptiness The sparkling dreams of old Now old and whithered with age The mind once open and wide Now closed in narrow chasms of age The day is finished And night holds sway Never too late they say But is that not just talk ...

Though my tomorrows  be of horrors Of unspeakable magnitudes magnified Though hope be a mere glimmer In the infinite depths of nothingness Though love to me be lost And never to be seen in the eyes of another I dream I strive, I love I fall, I stand, I walk ...

Now that that you ain't here I dare say something's amiss Before I retire for the night And during the lull of the day Sometimes when I am alone Sometimes in filled up halls A contraction ever so strange My breath ever so laboured I wonder what has changed In me and in you Since last I saw you...

Born in Kerala, India circa 1985, Abhishek Cherian George was the second humanoid created in a series of three exclusive models created by a revolutionary duo of intellectuals. Being the creation of a duo of “revolutionary” individuals, George was nurtured on a steady diet of Linguaphone, Dickens, Defoe, Shakespeare...