Seldom, in my wildest dreams
I thought I'll be this man
Whiling away chasing whimsical muses
Can I change things around? I reckon I can

For I was lost in the pages
of laurels from my younger past
Living in this dreadly state of denial
magic with my success, I could have cast

Where did it all begin, I question
The time I started to regress
When did I stop playing those chords
of zenith, pinnacle and progress

Topsy-turvy, drift away I will
into this quaint beastly wild
But take care of me oh Lord
I am lost, yet your child!

Drenched on a cold blooded afternoon
For I was always different
From the usual misfits of the universe
Vulnerably concurrent but different

Frogs of a well
Diverse but in an aspect same
Couldn’t reach their zenith
But I, I was not the same

For we the leopards
In this bounty jungled
Spotted with past laurels, fame
For with history my thoughts never mingled

For I could see far and beyond
Outside the realms of humanity
For I was always different
Grounded,blind in my cemetery

For I am not a Roman Diete
But a paper boat on the currents
For I was always what I am
A roaring lion but different

Witness the unknown
Reach the unforeseen
Travel,to live
Penniless and Excited.

Burn the midnight oil
Drifting through subconscious visions
Toil, for such majestic realms
Penniless and Excited.

When hunger strikes
Kingdoms, rather Dynasties, fall
For the ever growing appetite
A man hunts
Penniless and Excited.

That sweet spot, a special place
Where love is felt
To live, love
Penniless and Excited.

Travel.
Dream.
Hunt.
Love.
Penniless and Excited!

I throw stones
at the ancient brick
just to pass the time

Pretending these
shadows are my friends
dancing along
parking space lines

The air is stale
smelling of gasoline and
cheap perfume
I'm throwing stones
while thinking of you

What will you become?
A question I heard when
I was younger
I wish to change
my response
now that I'm older

I wish to become
human in a world
designed to make me
feel small

Stand tall in  
time and space
and never again
listen to
anyone at
all

And say you were
To walk along those tapered stones
And find your way
Through those darkened alleys

Say you were to turn your whispers
Into the kind of lullaby
Your monsters seem to love
Every night

Climb away from the towers
You hear screams
And hope you don't recognise them

Then would your sanity
Come out of hiding
And help you see
The falling lights