Pyre-Quote

Standing before the pyre of sorrows, the funeral was a happy one.

Free

I dont want to fly,

It is not my feet that bind me.

I dont want the open door,

It is not the room that frights me.

I dont want to swim across the sea,

It is not the air that triumphs me.

I just want to be free,

From me.

Dreamer

Mee walked too far ahead,

That ayi couldn’t catch up.

Mee was the dreamer,

And ayi the sleeper.

Ayi had often tried,

To wake mee to live the life.

But mee was the dreamer,

So Ayi became a believer.

divinity

divinity lies in simplicity

What do you think?

longer

walk a little slower,

linger a little longer.

breathe a little deeper,

sigh a little louder.

it’ll all just breeze by,

before the time has come we’ll die.

so walk a little slower,

linger a little longer.

Even when no one is listening.

Sometimes one just wants to speak,

Spit out what has made them weak.

Even when no one is listening,

Stab a knife to the thought still bickering.

Scream out the blame,

Burn to dust all shame.

Feel weak and just speak,

Erase definitions and experience liberation.

Sometimes one just wants to speak,

Even when no one is listening.

chapters forgotten

just as it should be, lessons are learnt and chapters forgotten.

Wild Child

i want to be a wild child,

i’ve done my time as a mild ride.

i want to jump above every fence,

pull myself to the extreme to discover my true strength.

i know you have not chained me,

but your expectations of the perfect me every time refrain me,

so, for once i don’t want to care if i’m wrong,

i just want to fall into everything for which i think i am not strong.