Seeker Poet

An irresistible fatigue comes up again and again, before the end of the day till the beginning of the dawn. Surpassing it is the greatest delight, because when it ends, i meet myself. Face of my soul, Not the eyes i wear, Not the lips i smile with. I swim languidly enjoying each and every sight, listening to all the chirps dissolved in the wind. I fly aimlessly in the far end sky, with the soul-intention of going beyond everywhere i pass. It's the time when i don't belong to the chains and prisons, it's the time when i stay in the refuge that can't be pierced. I fly and fly and swim in the universe, unknown into the uncertain. But as there's a beginning, there's an end, Similarly, As there's a journey there's also a bend. I fly into the unknown until i sense the fright, the fright sown by myself, in the garden of mind. The garden that turned into a demon, Comes home without invitation, It serves doubts and regrets, fear...

I wish that music plays forever, Forever in background till i exist, So i won't worry who's talking, Whether you or my mind, So i can clear the fog on the rearview, Seeing the gone the way it was, With the windshield reflecting the sun, The sun that burns within me throughout days and nights, I try to win the moments altogether, Receding ceaselessly into the distant future, Unconsciously reaching beyond like a mystic trance, Like a sun never going out of bounds, My sun got fire but doesn't wish to burn, It hides gracefully behind leaves and clouds, It rages on it's own path, to fulfill the destined command, To go through whatever stops, to smile to whoever pass, So i wish that music goes on forever, In my background, within me throughout, So i can ignore what my mind disturbs, Raging boldly in the unknown world.