Castle in the Air

Let me dream.

Swim across my fears,

Glide over the highest clouds above,

And sway through the dusts of turbulence.

Thy when I wake up

I need not whisper

The sounds of a squealing monster;

Who forgot to breathe

Into the divinity of woods

Where the sun shone brighter

Than the soul of an angel

And scalded the skin

Like I have sinned!

Let me dream,

The tranquility of a prayer

When it echoes my ear

And I stand to worship;

Forgetfully to what I have to do

As I am made by my creator

And to Him shall I return;

As a new born imp

Who bears no sin

 And sleeps to dream;

The perpetuity of sacredness

Thou finds me

As I glean my spirituality

Just to dream

They Think I'm Insane

The shirt I wore

Torn to threads

Dearest from all the ones I have,

Used now for dusting my shelf.

What drudgery!

Gifted me the memories

I fondle up in the back of my mind

And remember occasionally

For now to smile like an idiot

As they think I’m crazy for reasons concealed

To anyone, but me.

Years in Seconds

For years together I wondered,

What is it to be a bird?

To fly like there’s no tomorrow!

To breathe like there’s no wind above me,

That would engulf my freedom of flight!

And when the sunlight gazes upon me

The sparkle in my eye shine,

Like those ivory carving in shrine.

To lapse down

And rise encore

With a grub in my nib

Scrumptious to my lust!

Sway with the wind again,

Flutter the world without boundaries.

Build my house with twigs;

Prudently chosen over the millions;

But by the arrow that shot me down,

Piercing through my wing,

Everything that is left of me is,

The thirst to fly again.

Travel

Where would I like to go today?

Into the midst of my dreams?

Or to its periphery?

Or all over across it?

I certainly do not know!

I’ll probably just lay low

Inside the psyche,

Mesmerizing to see the terrene the way I desire it to be!

To balance the everlasting heartaches,

Seeing that I cannot give it away,

Is what makes it exceedingly excruciating!

I’m tired,

Tired of building up the walls for anyone to breach in,

Yet they do!

And just when I accept them,

They let lose!

Am I this trivial?

Hardly a 5 when compared in my sight,

Why would anyone count me in?

I’m just a vigilante fighting my own battles and dreams,

Trying to help the masses well-nigh  

Yet fail to stop myself to cry.

Timidity

Quite, dense and the negative decibels,

Screeching the sound of my blood

Flowing through my veins,

Impulsing me to escape.  

Escape this dungeon,

At all cost but my life.

Banging, Whomping, detonating!

Not a bruise.

What are these barricades made of?

Iron? Mithril? Galvorn?

Feasibly my own broods?

Darn! They're my apprehensions. 

Terminating my capability

To surmount.

I’ll not hold back,

I’ll not stop now,

I’ll break through the walls built

Through the terror fused in me.

That’s what it means,

To be brave,

To be courageous,

To be free.

I am absolute. 

I am, me.  

Infatuation

Is this what it means?

To look into your eyes

And forget the world,

Like a juncture slithering in all scenes.

A perky smile

Turn up on my profile,

So cute!

All I can hear is the musical flute.

OMG! Can I hide?

Cannot let her observe me in this plight!

Replied with a hey,

Such a tiny handshake leaves me astray.

Zone out!

Let’s just not focus on that pout!

I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna leave!

But ought to with grieve.

To Let Go

And to let go off of something,

I need susceptible,

To cure the plague caused by the allurement,

Driven myself into the wilderness of introspection.

Vivacious jiffy animated upon,

As if there’s no life to come hereafter.

Will there be a hereafter?

Conceivability negative.

Granted if?

Superior to warm up,

Than to arrive,
And to know there is and you aren't prepared.