My Wishes Are the Flames On My Life
Though surrounded by clouds
of discouragement
Clouds of downfall
I want to ascend
The upper altitudes
Till I reach present fulfilment
So far away
Beyond the horizon
Squeezed my soul
And tunneled me down
Till I reached the limit
My wishes are the flames
On my life that ignites as they
burn
My candlestick is my optimism
That's like a cordless phone
Waiting to live
It has been my ambition
Not to pivot the see saw of
night and day
But my anger is frozen to be
this pivot
To talk for myself
I hate to hate
But how often has it been I
could not hate enough..
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