Crossing the line.....

 

Here I rise with the break of dawn

with a new dream in my eyes,

a dream of sin, a dream of iniquity

a dream that makes me feel alive again.

I look into the mirror on the wall

and smile at what I see;

The wickedness gleaming in those eyes

makes my heart jump in ecstasy.

I smell the intoxicating air

and feel myself drowning into a trance,

where morality is a word long lost

and everything is red as the devil.

I take one last look behind

and take the leap of my life;

Here I come to the land of bliss,

crossing the line, crossing the line.... 

The golden cage.....

 

I look beyond my Golden Cage

to find my dreams calling me,

with arms stretched wide open

and a wick of hope burning.

My heart leaps with joy

at the very thought of flying again,

of leaving all pain and scars behind

and be myself again.

Alas! I can't move

with my legs shackled and wings burnt,

caged in a place where

the golden glow blinds my sight.

Why do I feel so weary,

why do I feel so numb,

I give up fighting with fate

as hope flickers in the wind of dismay.

The Utopian Dream.....

Morning breeze crept through my window

and gently kissed my cheeks
and whispered something into my ears
that made my heart flutter.

I snuggled close to my pillow
and soaked into the warmth of the bliss;
I smelt the sun kissed air
and felt the symphony of morning glow.

Picking up the notes of bliss
I set sail to the voyage of ecstasy,
where smile failed to leave my lips
and  my mind was in cloud nine.

I spread my arms to feel the wind
and try to live my three fold utopian dream,
a dream where there is a rainbow in every corner

and flowers bloom without waiting for seasons.

 

I hear a voice suddenly calling my name,

a voice far fetched;

I turn back to find my life waiting,

and I just manage to mumble these few words....

Don't wake me up please

Don't wake me up!!!!!!!!