Desperately I return to slumber hoping to get a glimpse, but I get nothing
Not a lingering scent, gentle touch, a warm smile. Nothing!
My conscience mind yearn something, my sub-conscience won't cede
Languishing in desperation, hoping for a vision of your radiance,
That thing, the essence and aura of you that puts me at ease, but I get nothing.
Eluding slumber with the hope of the impossible
Seeking the impossible in the realm of my mind, only there is the impossible truly possible
But I got nothing! Desperate times call for desperate measures
And in my desperate times I settled to have you only in my dreams, make my dream my reality
But even in my dreams, I got nothing!
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
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