The sculpture

The sculpture
Needs to be perfect.
No seriously
I have had
Too much of abstract.
Now it should be
Just perfect.
The right color
The right shape.
It has to be unique
Can't be otherwise.
But solid
With a potential
To grow on.
As better.
But exactness now
Has to happen.

Seek

What do I seek
That come here
Again and again.
None to catch on with
None that I miss
But I am here
Again.
Looking aghast.
Had to walk
Just to reach.
But am here
Again.
Quest for unknown.
Past maybe.
Or maybe future.
Who knows.
While this becomes
My present.
And I sit here
Again.
What is it
That I seek
And come here
Again and again?

Why this clinging

Why the creed

For what?

The time is gone.

So is I

Of the past.

This is present

A new I.

Gotta embrace it.

Novel.

Or maybe recycled.

Gotta hold on to it.

The present.

Yell

I will yell out loud
Scream to my core.
Will break all chains.
Tear all my clothes.
Will destroy everything.
Jump from the topmost height.
Deep down into an ocean.
Will whirl and churn.
Will dance till the
End of the world.
All lights will be fused.
Dark will be
The new theme.
Red and black.
Sword and blades.
Cyclone.
Whirlwind.
Dark trance.
I will yell.

Turning Platinum

One day I will cross
All these borders.
Also seas.
And oceans.
Like a golden streak
Of sun
Reaching moon
Turning platinum.
Reaching earth.
Bit by bit.
Like a lover.
Oh I will love you
Dear earth.
Every ounce of you
Will be your shell's pearl.
Before becoming
Raw side of it.
And be rock, sand
And water.
Will merge with it all
And be your pearl.
The love
I can feel it.
Jumping out of me.
So deep
So drunk
To the idea
Of loving you.
So dark
With shiver.

I will bath you
With my silver.
Will dive into you
To your deep most hearth.
With all my love.

One day
I will cross
All borders.
Also seas.
And oceans.

Got to heal

I got to heal myself
I am strong.
Like a bolt
of lightening.
Only dimmed slow.
But the flame remains
Kindled inside
Like an amber
Of fire.
I will burn
So much that I
Live again.
Fully aflame.
Blazing
Like burning woods
Cut and tortured
By centuries.
Repressed and kept inside
Through layers of
Epiphanies.
I will burn
Like those woods
With a windy fire.
And I will spread around
Burn everything
To the point
Of regeneration.
And will rise
From my very own ashes.
The tail caught
By a mouth -
Eager and waiting.
I got to heal myself.
I am strong.
Like a bolt of
Lightening.

I got to embrace

All that anxiety
All that desire
The greed
The need
The worry
to reach somewhere
Be something..
For what?

I got to embrace
The person that I am
The good and bad
The unique
Self of mine.
Maybe I was running
From the person that I am.
Trying to reach
An illusion.

Well,
I am that too.
The famous.
The red and blue.
But this is also I
Where I am
One amidst crew.

Yeah! I stand out
In my own unique way
Subtle yet loud
My own swag
My own way.

And I got to embrace it
This life of mine.
The usualness
Which is natural
And crazy.
I
And the people who love me
Regardless and despite
Of all that comes with me.
If none other pitches in
Yet I stand
For myself.
I got to embrace it
The crazy I
The unique me
I who is different
I who is same
I got to embrace it
This I in all names.

I wish to die

What to do?
Where to go?
Should I kill myself?
Should I just flow?
But the water is still.
And heart so heavy.
It's been so long
An eternal waiting.
Patience is giving up
So is the strength.
Fuck you life
Still I got to stand.
Why are people born?
Why the agony called life?
Why this whole ordeal
Of a living hell?
Why the names and blames
The human clan!
The dumb chains
So frustrated themselves.
What should I do?
Where should I go?
Should I die?
Should I just flow?
But where and how?
I wish to die
Any how.