Life at a glance

Every Saturday afternoon,
I sit by my only bed;
stare out of the window
so bright, could almost see
the entire world yet I see
the vast space, worn out
for every day’s glare.

The sun shines so bright,
It hides the sky, and hides
all the darkness in my life.
The dark round sky
glows alive, into a new
 blue zealous phase.

The line it sketches begins
a new era into mankind.
Where life is grey, but living it,
seems most colorful eternal taste.

Down there I see, an guiltless me
waiting to fly into the sky,
but wings are cut, never let to strut
but dreams tell me to glide away.

The world is your, my
place to live. I have seen half,
half seas left; want to find
the hardest bind, to content
a heart full of sophisticate shrine.
 

The window reminds
me of eyes of god, seeing a door to
entirely different race. Where
day is dull and night is bright
where you live when it’s time to die.

The golden flame that burns away,

I see but the blazing hope that way,
a light to life I mean to say,
a glow of mind sada jale.

The twilight is near, a fear
begins, today is lost, tomorrow begins
what it reveals is a mystery,
I would stop this tale of history.

I don’t want to stop, it is my fun
a desolate life full of run,
yet this drag seems to be
my only hope in this eternity.