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What is it that I crave for?
What is it that I want?
I have lost myself in time
I am guilty of the crime

I am standing middle of nowhere
I don’t know which way to go?
The standing ground gives a tremor
The thought makes me quiver

I have lost all the interests
The things I used to hold dear
Now those are my distant past
Nothing makes anything clear

What I want now?
This question keeps me awake
How will I shape my future?
The answer is yet to remake

I reach out for help
I reach out for support
The only thing I see
More questions I can bear

I am standing in a place
Where there is nothing
Even the darkness elude me
The light has gone beyond the reach

I know I can be many things
I have lost the will to see
Everything seems so unreal
Don’t know where it will lead

The things I once held so dear
Now they are against me
I am lost and so unclear
I even can’t see me

I cry for the enlighting visions
Those once were my souls
It seems I don’t have my eyes
The blindness have made me sore

Where I will find the answers?
When I will know what to do?
My inactions became my action
My action got lost in roar

The burning fire inside my veins
Washed away with time
The dream, the passion, the pain
Got replaced by desire to fail

Books say past is past
Live in the present
But how should I act in now?
To make sure I see tomorrow

What is it that I am going through?
What is it that I want anew?
My course of life has changed
Everything I have built, now chained

I want to be free
Free of all the decree
I want to know how I became
How I became like thee?

What is it that I am looking for?
The faraway land is waiting for?
I should let go of the fear
Thrive again to achieve the spear

Enough of living in the denial
I have to act and stop being senile
Accept that I have failed
I the one to be blamed

Time is now to rise once again
Like the phoenix and empire in ruin
The lost can always be found
The doomed can always be crowned…
On silken wings and silken strings
the garden doth awake
and from their beds those sleepy heads
their petals gently shake
a snail or two say how are you
as bumblebees take wing
to nectar sweet with sticky feet
as skylarks start to sing
a ladybug sleeps yet so snug
beneath a quilted leaf
her dreams untold as wings unfold
as earthworms crawl beneath
the ants at work refuse to shirk
they have no time to play
and cabbage whites like stars at night
take flight and fly away
the field mouse and wooded louse
attract the watchful eye
of tawny owl and feathered fowl
that own the morning sky
a homeward cat puts pay to that
no bird is fool enough
to try to land where danger stands
All teeth and claws called Fluff
so morrow breaks and nature wakes
and soon enough will we
but until then this land of men
is theirs so naturally
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