A deja vu of the very same wishful thinking that awakens that unquenchable old desire.

The kind of thoughts that may fade for a while yet never seem to come to go away.

Always near.. Always there

The night is long
And the devils are here
Like an old lion
Surrounded by hyenas

A beautiful mind lies
Glamorously sparkling
Before your eyes

Out of reach
Yet closer
than a daydream

I gave you orchids
You gave me a snake
And told me it's fine
to drink from the cup

I gave you a locket with a picture of us
You gave me your number
but not your address
And I spent days confused and obsessed

***, what good are flowers in fall?
How do you expect me to call?
I threw away the ******
And again I crawl

I wasn't watching you perfectly still
I was counting the steps

I wasn't paying attention at all
Had to daydream while I could

Regrets of the unfinished future
Were delights of the sight

I still remember how it felt
How I felt in space
And will recall that moment
To draw the last smile on my face

I kept watching
I did nothing but tremble in fear
Yet I knew it all

How could they be so mean?, I said.
How could earth bear their existence?
Now I see myself one of those I once despised.

Is it too late.... Is it even possible..
To undo what had been done?
Maybe
But I know that falling is far easier than standing
So call it a day
Call it a year
Call it a life

That once could be a good one.

I envy the first wave
Which hit those rocks
With all its might.

Unlike the feeble ones,
For they have helplessly  
Seen the horrendous sight

Of those poor vanquished,
Whose drops spatter their enemies
After fighting the good fight.

They fall back in sorrow,
Hampering their freshly nearing mates,
And altering their blue to white.

I know they're ill-fated,
Attempting to break but break,
And fade into the night.

Yet they'll soon be rising
Against those blocks
and cliffs in broad daylight.

Mine come in waves of zealous despair,
Determined to change the rock,
And to do what is right.

Life lies lacking love
deep inside the untouchable space
Vulnerable to anything but a dove
that keeps hovering to see your face

Nothing is what you have inside
nothing you are and empty is your core
Come by my side
and I won’t ask for more

For I need someone or something
to let me know I’m not the only one
who found his purpose in finding
an endless task to be done

Oh helpless lonely scarecrow
scaring many but scared of none
Cause everything I know
is that I dread one

One whisper that can make me fall
or send me high to fly
And amongst the birds I call
for you with a cry till I die

Crucified and smiling, me too
Standing there with nothing to do
Oh scarecrow lucky you
And lucky are all who around you flew

Cause you still lift your head high
Suffering never lasts after all
to anyone but I
who in summer waiting for the snowfall

O how I missed you so much
missed your face missed your touch

locked up inside your eyes
with blocks and blocks of sacred lies

endless ages countless cages
words wiped out and no more pages

falling from high shifting to Phi
fading away and willing to die

off skin walls colourless but vast
dry, waste, built to last

stop faking cheer and fleeing fear
unchain me now I'm your dear tear

Tearing me apart from my shadow
Speaking ill of the dead
Grinning when you saw the thorns
And yet a soothing light is in sight
Light that I grip and never let slip