The Flight of Desire
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Standing on the ground,

Staring into the sky,

Thinking,

To fly or not to fly.

XX

The earth is not for me,

It’s so crowded, so full.

I’m ready to make that leap,

But not sure, if I’ll escape the gravitational pull.

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Oh gravity, you are such a temptation,

I’m struggling to undo your clasps.

I need an innovation,

I need to escape your grasp.

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O alchemist, do you have the potion,

that can help me fly?

Or can you make the heavens conspire,

to lower the sky?

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The alchemist said:

The problem is not that

the sky is high,

The problem is that you don’t know

that you can fly.

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He added:

My son, you can fly if you have the desire,

you can fly, if your soul is on fire.

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And he revealed:

If you can’t fly at first,

do not lose heart.

Just flutter your wings hard enough,

and the gravity will fall apart.

DREAMS
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Dreams, they flutter like a butterfly,

When you are fast asleep,

You dream of flying away to a far off lake,

There is a ripple in the lake and you wake up,

Dreams, you can’t recall when you are awake.

Reality doesn’t soothe you,

And you dream when you are wide awake,

Wide eyed, staring into nothing,

On a dream-loom, dreams you are weaving,

A thread snaps and you wake up,

Dreams, you can’t recall when you are awake.

Dreams aplenty in your eyes,

Every moment a new dream,

Your eyes make,

And what happened,

To the dreams that were broken,

Will they be continued later,

In another retake?

Graveyard of dreams
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So messed up, and I can smell the fear,
Sometimes I wonder, what brought me here,
The shadows dance, when the light is gone,
Walk through the graveyard of my dreams,
From an era bygone.

My memory's sharp, but my vision's a blur,
Photographs from the past, they just don't get any clear,
So disoriented, wish I could disappear,
Into the wild, out of the town,
Walk all by myself, yes I walk alone!

He: Me and You

A myriad hopes and a zillion desires
Few efforts and He's scared to perspire
He thinks the path is chosen
and His steps pre-determined
The slave of His destiny
towards change He's not inclined
He's in an ocean
but He's afraid to navigate
He let's the waves chose His shore
and He'd rather curse His fate
He chooses to follow
doesn't realize that He can lead
He's forgotten that He can conquer
He's somehow learned to plead
and sometimes He wonders
who is He?
He could be You or He could be Me.


(Bless the hukka, bless the talk and blessed be the road on which I walk)

________BREAK FREE_________
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And here I'm yet again,
and yet again I don't know
what to write,
the words are fighting
in my mind,
and I'm in a worldly fight,
wandering like the aimless wind,
flowing like the channelled stream,
sleeping when I'm wide awake,
and waking up in the dreams,
and it's very cold outside,
but somewhere deep within I burn,
and on a bright sunny day
who the heck clouded my sun,
and I see a runway
and I want to run,
but not sure if I'll fly,
whether i'll kiss the ground,
or will I reach the sky,
and somebody glued my wings,
can't flap them anymore,
I feel disturbed like the
agitated waves falling on the shore,
sitting on the thin branch
of an old leafless tree,
I so much want to break free,
oh yes, I got to break free!