Sometimes I Wish
Sometimes I Wish1 min 189 1 min 189
Sometimes I wish I could meet my inner soul;
Learn the unfelt thoughts the way they are.
The silly tantrums hovering over my caracass;
Shall conceal the brightest hue of my scars.
Sometimes I wish my unseen wings could flutter;
And make me fly into the divine clouds of the sky.
Beyond the mundane layers of selfish zephyrs;
Into the ivory auroras wherein bliss my soul could lie.
Sometimes I wish as blue-winged birds in pristine air;
Flapping those wings o'er trees and snow-clad hills.
Gazing below into the contours of the earth;
To behold few solitary brooks and couples of daffodils.
Sometimes I wish to leave my cage to have another shape;
To live a life perhaps of a kind I have never seen.
Maybe those elfin skeletons crawling on crust;
Or the humongous ones beneath the ocean's green.
Sometimes I wish a perfume I could be;
And a pretty lass with crimson lips shall wear me all around.
I would waft o'er her whitish skin and within her breathing air;
Her dulcet voice would drive my heart to feel her amorous sound.
Sometimes my wishes are beyond the skillful thoughts;
They float and fly as they seek; without my conscious hold.
Breaking bonds of mundane strings; they crave to watch the stars;
I set them free like a hummingbird; to cherish in their wings of gold.