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A piece so precious to see
A vision I cannot resist
So rare, exquisite, and unique
Or value and price is beyond

You were meant to be seen
Admired from a distance so far
Never to be touched
Never to be held

To have a glimpse of you
Is a rare gift to be bestowed
But to have you in my palms
A wish with longing torture

And yet I couldn’t stay away
I dare not look away
Couldn’t turn and walk away
When you came and look my way
The violent winds,
Keeps blowing me to places
I wonder the next

It will lead me to
would  I be lost or be found
or still caught up high

Free, will I ever
From your choosing or my own
chains that were bestowed

Fly and soar I long
On my own I can endure
Wings are healed and grant

You watch me take flight
Break away from the current
that you think you hold

Mountains I will climb
Seas, oceans, and lakes to swim
the skies I will rule

Fragrant lavenders
lush green colorful meadows
my home, here I come
When you're lost
fallen and can't walk,
Find your wings
and know you can soar,
back to your home.
I'll climb the highest mountain
Search for the tallest tree
Swing in its branches
Til I find the perfect nest

And when I do I will ask
The magical bird tending
Her previous golden eggs
I hope she won't bite and mind

For help and assistance
I will ask and beg for pardon
Been longing and wondering
Of how to get to the moon
So high my yearning for you.
Alone in my solitude just won’t do,
Thought of you won’t let me sleep.
I need to see you be near you.

I know how it is going to be
A total utterly helpless surrender I give
Scènes and moments that consumes me,
The ache, a firing burning in my core.

Craving for you it’s been so long,
Soon, but not soon enough for me.
And when the morning comes,
I want you to come to me too.

The thought of you consumes me,
Turn this fantasy into an fiery reality.
Anticipation can’t wait no longer.
Satisfy and end a long perpetual wait

Your soul touches deep inside
Dark amber scotch come and burn me.
Senses heightened, you’re so intoxicating,
Here comes the morning so come to me.
I'll take the chair by the corner window
A seating for one and the lonely reserved
the sun bright rays from the outside
and yet it is raining and cold here inside

Let me have a piece of your sweet nothings
and a cup of your bittersweet concoction
Stir it, make it strong, make it potent
To bathe my tongue in your flavorful sorrow

A subtle hint of sweetness from the better days
so little, like this honey in my cup to drink
I ask for more but was denied of supply
None for me or just not for me unfortunately

I ate your sorrows and broken dreams
got drunk in your meaningless lines
Suffered from your inflicted sadness
Got poisoned by your killer disillusions
Home, where is it?
Four colored bricks or wooden walls,
Windows, stairs and panels,
An entry and exit passage at that.

Home, who is there?
A mama and a papa,
a sister or a brother or two,
And little fawn that cries at the morn.

Home, Can I ask you?
What if I don't have a papa?
What if I don't have a mama?
Or siblings that cries at morn?

Home, What happens now?
No colored bricks or wooden walls,
No windows, stairs and panels,
No entrance nor exit to come in or out.

Home, Do you know where is it?
Do I have one, do I belong in one?
Do I have someone, do I belong to someone?
Who wants me badly to come home.

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