Isolated I stand in our bizarre world
A dream I attempt to accomplish
This dream I try so hard for
Is something you'd call a death wish

I care to survive no more
I seek peace for my mind
I am being led by my peers
I am being led by the blind

Belong no where do I
Nor anything to call my own
Stripped of the ability to love
Impassive and detached I've grown

Cold hearted is my speech
Hostile are my gestures
This blend of psychotic acts
Is my favorite personality mixture

I display symptoms of insanity
Curbing the lunatic in my head
To silence this man forever
I am lying in my death bed

I've consumed my anxiety medication
Now drowning in my subconscious thoughts
Even that don't help me anymore
In its tedious cycle I'm caught

You'd think I am crazy
But all the best people are
With this last happy thought
I'll embrace my last hour

Death is my new dream
My only way out of grief
With this poem I'll bid this world goodbye
As with death I'll receive relief

Life is a show
And we learn from it a lot
It teaches us things
That no one had ever taught

People become a part
Of the show we now run
Some leave and go when in trouble
Some stand by you in the sun

The person who stands beside you
Is the one who is your friend
But a few among the friends group
Won’t tell you but they pretend

Well this is for sure
Friends they come friends they go
But only true friends remain
Till the end of your show

But the other ****** guys
Whom you thought were friends
Teach you hurtful things
Before your show ends

Some people make you fall
Some people help you rise
Some people you love genuinely
Some people you just despise

Sometimes we stand in discomfort
For the ones we love and care
Sometimes we conspire against
The ones whose presence we can't bare

Life plays us like puppets
And we dance to the tune of fate
Sometimes so unpredictable
That we start loving the ones we hate

Life is a show
And this is a part of it
There's no control
you can't do ****

Tomorrow is another day
And maybe you'll die before it could start
But your show is handed over
To another who will play your part

But all of us aspire
To perform the best of course
And throughout this journey
We see happiness and remorse

Life is a show
Again I repeat
It will go on forever
Even when you accept defeat

Some live it like a party
Some want to live no more
But in the end you should know
Your life is nothing but just a show

I wanna make paper boats
And fly into a different  world
And reach out for the stars that sound so bright

Sparkly are those children's eyes
Who dream of cosmic energy lights
All they wanna do is make festive

Purple yellow white and blue
Colours smelling like baboons
Glittery is the heart of the golden knight

He fights to win the winters heart
She's icy cold and a stubborn mutt
They meet each other and make festive

Children danced to the poetry
And sipped from nature's beauty
To coincide with the sense of lights

Tomorrow's not another day
And today ends at night
Let's make festive till it lasts
Before the transition of spite

It began with my movement towards the heavenly substance,
Leading my way into a nostalgic trance.
Setting my boundaries, then flying out of limits,
Leaving my senses behind, to begin with my trips.

So now I wander over grounds of light, heat, sound and mist,
Provoking dreams that don’t exist.
A circus of lights where dreams can take flight,
To a carnival of variegated colors in sight.

Gallivanting in the forest of unreal existence.
Appeasing up-close and alluring at distance.
The vivid prism of rainbow like features,
Casting its charade on us, “The Euphoric Creatures.”

Harmonious melodies in our souls now play.
Intoxicated yet happy, and ecstatic yet gay.
Lost in the scenery made of light rays,
Leaving my astray to wander in my blissful daze.

The radiant vibes of every glowing and true soul,
Are mellow like flowers and intense like burning coal.
Fascinated me in various manner and means,
Taking my mind to classically bizarre scenes.

I am an “Errant Knight” of the tripping universe,
Delighted forever, no room for remorse.
Happy to be wandering on the grounds of light, heat, sound and mist,
Provoking me to believe something that doesn’t exist.