Soaring

We are no different than the birds
Soaring, flying, reaching for the sky
Above the noise of the world beneath us
We’ve a bird’s eye view
What’s there to discuss
We are leaving behind all the fuss
Not a care in the world, we’re flying high
So high, we can almost touch the sky
I can’t lie, I thought I died
Didn’t know us humans could really fly

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Years Of Innocence

On years of innocence I reminisce
On how lost in my mind I was as a child
I played a lot, and had some fun
But my inner world was such a treat
I retreated there when I felt defeat
I was too thin-skinned to cope for long
So I created places kind and mild
To unwind, unravel and come undone
I imagined being an adult, such magical beings
They could come and go, and do as they please
Unburdened, unworried about being punished
Or the punching bag for grow-ups woes
They could curse and swear with not a care
While your poor soul trembled in fear
Such adults I strive not to be
They are scary and frightening
Unevolved beings
Who kept me lost in my inner world
To retreat and escape their screams
Now looking back, they weren’t years of innocence
Just a lost child with dreams of escape

Yellow

Yellow is clarity
Positivity and sunshine
Yellow is the color of what I strive to be
Yellow is fresh, it’s light and easy
It’s not red, consume by passion
Nor is it beige, dull and boring
Yellow is just mellow
Just like me

Uranus – The Trouble Maker

You always catch me by surprize
Never failing to burst my bubble
Is this how you get cheap thrill

Like a lightning bolt you’re always charged
Loaded and ready to bring the shock
I can’t take much more before I crack

When will you learn I’m not a rock
And finally cut me some slack
Stop being such a pain and take a nap

Ready For Real Love

You came to me
In a dream last night
That took me by surprise
You walked up to me
Then sat next to me
And kissed me featherlight
This is a shock to me
You don’t speak to me
But in my dream
You had plenty to say
This is weird for me
Please don’t stalk my dreams
If in reality you’ve nothing to say