It could be you!

It could be you!

 

When I turn the lights on,

I don’t seek for a vista;

I fear darkness!

I circumvent gestures,

I run towards you,

You! Distant moon;

Engulfing beauty in pristine land,

I pause! Lost!?

As if I saw a ghost;

I am thrilled every night,

Escapist, a dreamer,

I hallucinate – A better life,

A song,

Forever and so long,

Am I wrong?

Where can be my heart tonight?

Where do I belong?

So long!

I lost my thorn;

I am old but barely grown,

Pulsating conviction,

Hell! I am blown…

Geared up! Let me borrow for a while,

From that child,

Exchange my file,

A pile,

Of unsung sonnets and lyrical rhyme;

In this crowded habitat I belong to mine,

Overlooked and blind;

I lost my sunshine,

Memories!

Trickling around my pillows,

Freedom exchanged to pay my fine!