Monday, November 20, 2006



The Flight of Icarus

I took a little long to wake up
took a little longer to realize
the nascent strength of these dreams.

The heart remains as tender as before
but somehow brazen with time
feels no guilt, pain or love.

It is like, the soul is dying
and in the mind
there is only one desire.

My limbs are light,
they're defiant
I'm learning to fly
fearless, like fish in a freezing pond.

I am ruthless when it comes to my dream,
this desire to fly.

You laugh at me.
You say I can't,
you are only afraid,
it's alright, I understand
for I'm going to do things you could never imagine.
And the day I do...

You laugh at me.
You say I'll fall,
if I fly too high.
I laugh at you for there
is no hill too high to scale
no cloud too high to touch,
and in this sunless life
there is nothing
that can melt my wings.
And the day I do...












1 comment:

Anonymous said...

nice one......