H E A L and B L O O M

T O W A R D S T H E S U N

I chose to soar again,

I decided to leave this world behind, below,

Now I'm all yours, what do you say?

All the people, valleys are miles away from you and my touch,

Although we can never escape from the clouds,

clouds filled with sticky steam, skim me,

Tries to grab me, but I slip away from their clasp,

except that brief touch did get me wet this time,

They think it'll stop me,

I said NO,

My eyes never glanced at beauties, spectacles,

They didn't even try to look into me,

Just looking forward, towards the sun,

Towards you,

I had this complaint, though

I was angry for a while,

When all the cities, villages, and people their names sound and look so diverse then, why do all of them act so alike, oddly, stupidly,

I always complained now I just wonder,

Focusing on the more important thing, which is me,

My new set of wings are delicate, dull yet firm,

mocking and cursing won't bring them down,

Sand like goals, no matter how much you dust them, from your eyelids they come back,

All the broken, abandoned dreams gave birth to themselves again, and these new pair of wings knocked on my door,

I couldn't say NO,

I didn't have that courage left in me,

I share my pain and sorrow with tress and cuckoos,

They grieve with branches and leaves,

They carry it for me,

They said,

I am born for carrying more important things,

I chuckled couldn't help it,

I'm frightened, to be honest,

I'm bearing witness to some atrocious things, happenings,

Seas have become deserts seeing that sky still cries,

Sometimes the night is day and day is a day too,

What is the truth and, What is the mirage,

don't know anymore can't distinguish anymore,

oh god, We are a huge mess,

Here and there, scattered everywhere, everything,

Wishing wind would help me and take me your way,

I'm flapping, flapping.

P.S. BTW I did fly to colorful places.