Fluky

Hold tight
Nothing missing
Look around
Pupils listen
Can you listen?

In my dreams, I'm dying all the time
Then I wake it's kaleidoscopic mind

Gentle impulsion
Shakes me, makes me lighter

We run around in circles
When circles are kept in larger squares

They've got tricycles in skirts
This is a mouth that needs religion

I'm breaking out
Last chance to lose control!

An Envoi

Creativity simplified
Is perspicuity amplified.
The clarity transformed,
Becomes ingenuity reformed.

Eccentricity is critical;
Display has to be trivial,
Poetry is barony;
The acres are euphony.

Constraints resolved;
Are runes evolved,
Poetry is aesthetics;
The object is metrics.

Drudgery's trace;
Gives a daedal grace,
Poetry is to weave;
The needle's to heave.

Serendipity favors
Luckiest of them all,
Poetry is gamble;
Wager the imagination's parable!

Avēre

Arcane contemplation;
The thought such
Required a culmination;
Am I a human too much?

Water and Cloth, I require so much;
Love and Seduction, I indulge so much;
Spare is what I needn't ,
Care is what I don't.

Exonerate me, I may see;
Reverberate it, I may remember.
Make me assiduous, remove the resentment
And make me tender.
But will that serve the purpose?

Alacrity I love, Pulchritude I adore;
And humans have the most of them both.
Void is what that never fills;
And that, adds frills.

I am a human too much!

Growing Up?

Sincerity is a chore that we perform every day. Honesty is a conscious constant effort, like hiking up your pants when you don't have a belt. Love is the nearest street corner to your house, you see it every day and you pass it by, always reminded, always there for the taking. Truth is brushing your teeth, you can force it, fake it, or mean it, but if you get it done eventually you'll come to like it.

Wonder why it took me so long to realize this! Wonder why I seemed to go round and round but never to the point! It's more of a perfect day today rather than just any other day! Its worthless stretching and rebounding every time like a rubber band, but invaluable staying like a long and calm thread. You just need to stop and clean up the mess around.

And now I feel like lying down and wondering, what had happened, what had got a hold on me. Was I so weak? Was I so stupid? But I will probably never get an answer, or maybe I just grew up.