All the awe

One more bottle is empty,
one more faith has vaporized.
In this moment of silliness,
being begs to be realized.

I posed questions on life,
I pondered on the night sky.
All winning moments I tried to hold,
Gosh! they keep passing by.

Couldn't do it with my reasons,
how could mere words do the job?
Floating in the ocean, everything's absurd,
say life, say being, say hatred, say love.

Consciousness deceives constantly,
there are no Alas!, ifs or buts.
All the awe, all of the wonder,
is the singularity of life,
the plurality of thoughts.