Powerful enthusiasm, misty thoughts; I endowed the passion of intensifying my vows with these two aspirations. Unfortunately, I turned out to be wrong, wrong in the way I have always just dreamt, wrong in the way I never worked. Today, I stand with my own language, my self made words, some mean to you some do not. All that I have right now is just these bundles of letters. And I know, only these bundles have always been by my side. I have always wondered if there is any other alienated person existing in this planet but ever to mention such existence is always ideal. The vibe one gets talking to me is just 'some new experience' they say. Oh my pretty soul, there is no-one noticing, I am more than just something new.
It was never in my mind that I'd be able to look at the fog in the mornings as my shine to light. It was never in my dreams that I'd intended to love the dry leaves that smell like pine. I feel obsessed now, with the winds that bring me the smell of the oceans miles away. I feel chiseled as those rays of sun fall upon me. It was never an intention to gaze at the rips of trees, as they depart with the leaves. It was never in my dreams that I would torch upon the mud that showed me every inch of shiny pearls of sand. As I look upon myself now and then, I feel like I never had in my dreams to look as beautiful as I am. Freckles on my cheeks, prettier than blush, Scars as a mark that tell me who I am and rashes that make me look tough. I'm falling in love with every bit of me as I fall in love with you, I see everything beautiful as I sense the peace of fall. I'm falling for you fall, I could have never imagined I'd be this graceful....

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