Dream peddler

What i know, the world spins over.

 

What i see, the shadow in the lover.

 

 

The shadow in the lover;

 

The darkness forever.

 

The smoke in the fire;

 

The soul in the pyre.

 

The twinkle in the eye;

 

The dead star in the sky.

 

 

What i hear, the silence of the night.

 

What i feel, the chill in the plight.

 

 

The chill in the plight;

 

The blindness in the sight.

 

The hour in need;

 

The wizards of weed;

 

The puff of life;

 

The jab of the knife.

 

 

What i care, the world cares not.

 

What i love, the world loves not.

 

 

The alice of my school;

 

Queen of hearts who rule.

 

The shape of ma’ heart;

 

The love in the tart.

 

The picture in ma’ mind;

 

A grain in the grind!!!

Imagine…

 

                                    Imagine there’s a story;

                                    Imagine there are two lives..

                                    Imagine the lives never met!

                                    Imagine the beginning and the end;

                                    Imagine one life and a death..

                                    Imagine the life which never was!

                                    Imagine the sunset and the twilight;

                                    Imagine an emotion and a fool..

                                    Imagine the emotion that never rose!

                                    Imagine the poem and a thought;

                                    Imagine a million verses and a woman..

                                    Imagine the woman who never was!!!!

                                   

                                    “Imagine” is so strong a word…it can wake the dead!!

I would never know what I desired for,

I would love to get into your dreams, and lie there…till eternity;

I have no soul, no heart, just a wealth of flesh,

I have dreams, infinite, but alas, they are all half filled!

 

At times, when in despair I look down, my sunshine days,

I do not remember why I came here, I feel the snake bite, searing my veins;

The thoughts are angelic; I see that dreaded smile of my dreams,

I roam mid ocean, my dreams flee from me, a heartless soul, in the midst of Africa!

 

What are dreams I do not know, I know not what I am,

Dreams, reality, illusions, hallucinations, all seems distances apart;

The music forces the consciences off; I stab myself for that ethereal search of happiness,

I cried, I laughed, I cursed the world for that unreal reality to come and embrace me!

 

But destiny had other plans, to which I feared to tread on, lest I ignite the devil in me,

I still walk alone, in this crooked road of life, for a whisk of fresh, spring air;

And all I get is, the scent of the fall, a mirage, a hallucination, a dream which I can’t possibly ever have,

And I sink into the seventh heaven, with your damn memories!!

 

 

I wondered how time flows, and how memories flowed, all in different directions,

I want to go on with time, but somehow, somewhere I seem to loose the leash;

My life goes on, but all of a sudden I stopped some day, I stood still,

All I do is look back, to all my red, blue and the grey, of my past life, the days of wonder!

 

I wasn’t like this when I realized my senses, not a loner, just another face in the crowd,

I let the crazy diamond shine on me, but I could never learn to fly off my dreams;

My dreams haunt me even today, I am scared shit of it, but still I clung to it,

My unreal, the sweetness in it, the submission in it, yet a win, and a puff of life!

 

How I thought, time was the best healer, I was mislead by my memories, the ghost in it,

The clover rises every fall, but I die thousands of death, hundreds of lives;

I thought I would burn out the fire in me, my dreams would one day die like I did,

But the coincidences seemed too real, the ego seemed to strong, life seemed too dilute!

 

If life is dream, and death is the awakening, I would prefer, the latter,

I wouldn’t possibly live this dream, till the end… for its not real, it’s a cloud in the sky;

If my wishes were to be followed, I would choose, your voice in the distant horizon

And lie there till I breathe my last breath, in the eternity of all my emotions, subdued, exaggerated….!!!!

what if i say i am a confused person,   will u make me clear?

what if i say i am an oxymoron, will u remove my mask?  

what if i say i never found the one i searched for, will u hand her to me?     

what if  say i love the night, will u bring in the darkest clouds?

what if i say i find happiness in sorrow, will u give me sadness?

what if i say i lived a piece of my life, will u befriend me?

what if …. what if….

what if i stop saying someday, will u bury me alive?