Moi Crux

Sunday, September 07, 2014

8:44 AM

Journey to the center of the earth

Where at deep you'd find mirth

Birth of sanity, moral and fortuite

Let us journey to the center of you

On the blinding edge

Ready to progress in prowess

Eagled eyed for all whose hurt

Under wide wings gather you must on the way

But who gathers you? If your wings get broken?

What happens when you cant progress?

No one adjust themselves to suit you

Why must you hide...

The bests of best

Unfortunates can have the rest

Philosophies as above

Made men believe they can own another

Cloud bursts

Sky breaks

Oceans cover

Over the ground we tread

Why am I doing this?

What purpose do you serve?

To bring to my life, regret

Whose is it hers?

There are times when,

I just want to curl up into a ball

Setting my brain loose, in the meadows of imagination

I let the bubbles filled with the whispered ideas

Float by

And pop me something amazing,

The hardest part is

when that bubble pops before it reaches you

Happiness and woe intertwines

Willing you to remember the brilliance that could've been yours

But you and memory always gives up,

The same magic never floats by twice.

This is me going deeper inside myself

Unearthing lost dreams

I found one on a stage

I found I once loved to sing

What's the point of this sonnet?

Me myself? I really think I know

Its remedies of the mind

For the times that whined

Forever between  good bad and great

For In the Midst of reality and whim

Is a distance where one can see the beauty between the two