mystical experience

You may forget me for a reason…or withoutBut you’ll never forget how I made you feel….And silence will be the hardest argument to refute..When time comes to a standstill.Everything was hunky-dory…everything seemed fineI prayed and prayed but little thought..i was missing the bottomlineAfter the blizzard passed…I was bleeding, but did’nt show a signThe very next moment had sunshine on my shouldersAnd…….my wounds were absolutely mine.I will defy a thousand deaths…..And gaily skip a zillion breaths…when of experience I’ll begin to rotAnd will know not why..i was in a battle…and never knewWhom I fought….And midway in the run…if I am challenged by the sunMy drawbacks wont surface..but there will be a hope skin deepO my bird you are free…I see my dreams in vicinityBut I have miles to go before I weep……500 miles …and a crescent smileall I need to go down to sleep………after all….goodbye is’nt that good a word…Take away all the fragrances of these illuminated thoughts if you wish……Saw it with my senses…..all that she wanted was to make me insane…..On my hearts silver sand….she dared touch my hand….and slipped her name….With her hair cascading wild……..crescent moon on her face …she smiledMy dreams started to sway ..to the sound of the mind waves…I could hear myself cry…..I said …I am still a child….i am just a childLike a unburdened flower in the desert rain I cant stay for long…I said I’ll write the words for your song….And I’ll shadow your soul all alongAnd I’ll be by your smile till the end….So we walked through the hopes….and the feelings enveloped by the firelightI cant get the tune…..i am sure I ‘ve recollected a million times….She said…she was too a child…succumbing to notions wildLike a committed soul to future goals…she cant be a part of this song…I am all broken up….am all in shackles…is that lub-dub sound which still baffles..When I realized…..The shadows keep changing there shapes…As you keep moving from lamppost to light brigadeLife has had a dry morsel on offer But I preffered sin to stampede….She was a deity of happiness….a butterfly which I chased to no avail….now….I am sitting all alone with my hearts window opened ….so that she comes And sits on me………..will she?or …..