At Dawn of Reality
AT DAWN OF REALITY
There wasn’t need a chase on foot,
Or cry over split milk,
Had to accept it wasn’t what I thought was fine silk,
Many a days I waited to have.
I had foreseen of this beautiful bee,
But underestimated its sting,
Was carried by the beauty of the wing
It really touched my being.
The beautiful flower scent so sweet
I forgot, the thorns!
Had to bear pain of the prick,
I withdrew like a freak.
Locked my self behind the door,
And before key lock click,
I was down with drink
So silly.
All cause of them,
Am I going through this?
I feel like fleeing,
Damn! I ain’t willing
Don’t wanna hang down the ceiling.
You made me this, my heart so weak;
Destroyed my wish,
Outed me from water like a fish.
I beg not again,
It’s no wish but a decision
Never to unlock my heart again.
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