Don't try to!!!

Flickering flame stood stout
Dancing wildly  in the darkness
Like a star that glows up in the sky
My heart sings out its sorrow
Judging whether this is real

Real as a flying dragon?
Or built up on lies like a walking stone
Wild jaguar I am,  Refusing to be tamed with words
Only when am shown the shell,  will I believe the yolk is no more

Different stroke,  for different folk
With a bounty on my hairy head
I am not to be won,  like a trophy
Like a raging fire,  fighting for its prey
I fought, for my liberty

How do I blush, Like an overripe tomato?
When the eyes are as cold as ice
And the mouth as hot as lava
How do I sit or squat?,  when I -
Swallowed the mortar and the pestle

Embracing the reality
Am a soulless, three headed crayfish
Is it a reality,  that I doubt
But already instil in me,  never erasing
Like words engraved on tombstone


©Pen of a true Gemini ™