A Cool Breeze, Reminiscing the Sunset

This world is a lonely labyrinth

far too many encounters of the truth

shrouded in the dark of the sky

walking through the rain of youth

and inside this trench of dismay

the overwhelming face of yours shine

through all the bloodied pathways

and I am still at a lost for lines

All the scripts that I have written

printed so plainly on your saddened face

when our bright eyes become so smitten

will you still look at me with disgrace?

This dance pours over us molten weavers

stitching through the cloth of life

and when we have seen a thousand leavers

will you still have the courage for life?

So why do you wait
why do you wait
why do you linger in this neverending wait
for a chance to live as someone new
for a chance to see your sad self through
for a chance in earnest to be free of hate

Where is the chance beyond today
when is the time, if not today?

A Wild Dance

The butterfly of knowledge swims in the sea
fluttering its bright-colored wings
inside this lonely forest of lying beasts
unparalleled in its tenacity
unrivaled in its vibrancy
unmarked in its beauty
a life of truth, a wonderful self
and we have arrived in an unknown world
we are now in a brilliant universe
why does the world seem to care so much
about what lies within its gorgeous body
lightheaded, spinning around and around
the soulful voice of yours
it resonates within my struggling heart
a life of hardship, a life of suffering
as the singing of swallows echo within me
my broken heart beats to the wild rhythm
of the spirit-piercing guitar riffs
in this lightless purgatory of dance
a wild dance of trust
a trust in ourselves
a belief in our spirits

Crawling through this familiar tunnel of life
we see nothing but love
love and more love within
there is no hatred, just unrelenting love
a warmth of a mother
a support of a father
and the son and daughter within us
the holy spirit of innocence buried deep
we are but our own unborn children
swimming aimlessly in this ocean-sized aquarium
filled with the ambitions of the underwater people
red, orange, purple, some pink and green
a colorful array of scattered dust
lighting up the pathways within our souls

This dance is neverending
never resenting, never reprimanding
just wanting us to enjoy our lives to the fullest
instead of being trapped
inside the negativity of our own minds
and this dance will keep us alive
this song will keep us alright
this rhythm will keep us sane
and your heart will keep me humane
now rise awake

Now it is the time
for all your emotions
all your tensions
to be released, to be relieved
and this dance shall never be over
it is just the beginning
the grand prologue
of an epic, yet untold