Quests Within Me
13/3/2012.
Doleful lugubrious quests feverously churn within my mind,
To quell thirst of my hunted and sought cravings consigned.
Every night and every day they scald and scorch,
Thoughts charred smothering move in and fade away, akin a blinking torch.
I seek with hankenrous desires, faux pas,
Yearn, carvel for my illusionious coveted cause.
My creased desire to be someone more,
Seems round the corner yet I keep avariciously, groping for.
As winds of change blow silently into rough seas, my ambitious dreams,
The pent up rage inside me emerges out with venomous gleam.
Their sputum wraths will spittle at what others, of me think,
Its unchained fury will ravage from sanity’s brink.
I want to free my thoughts from silo and rules,
Live life like a game, full of fun and not like laboring mules.
I have fought and succeeded to become what I am now
But I realize that that I am still not free from that yearning vow.
No moment passes when occur passive thoughts of who I will become
All the emotions I have kept caged up and kept under my frozen hum.
I keep dreaming and longing for what I should have been,
And what I should have done and what was apt for me.
Little did I realize that all the encountered impossible situations,
Were great opportunities of simple manifestations.
And sometimes we need to die a little inside,
To rise again, stronger and wiser outside.
Doleful lugubrious quests feverously churn within my mind,
I seek with hankenrous desires, of all kind.
As winds of change blow silently into rough seas, my ambitious dreams,
I want to free my thoughts from silo and rules and illusionary, imaginary themes………
contest: what's your fear?
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