Let me fly
Higher than the clouds,
Let me rely
On those old fairy tales,
When this world
Veils mirth with shroud,
Where all bonds
Shatters and fails..
Where all seems vague
By mist and pervasive dark,
Uncountable wounds
Provide unblurred marks,
Let me then
Deliberately stupefy myself,
By flying with that
Fanciful Skylark..