Slinging scribbles

Struggling to find a perfect sky Just white and blue with no bird high I do not wish to be Just another guy Deep into the woods Lies the enigma of species Where do I find my success, Or is it just the miseries? Trying to decipher the mindless heart Actions that fail to synchronize by far Several dejections in store above par Wish I not be just the another guy It seems am just not the any other guy, For the problems I face Have no solution why, Unlike those for they who know why. Some things in life need special attention Like the sun who must rise to be worshipped for perfection Like the river who must flow to meet the sea and then the ocean Like the lovers who must love to complete their affection They cannot be ignored although it’s the trivial things they do And yet with their dedication and perseverance The day begins like the one that wasn’t new They earn respect for the quality devoid to me and revered to few. If efforts...

Walking down the lane for so long, At times I realize am at the crossroads Tears that know to roll down the cheeks, So does the babies that pour out of the wombs, The ink that kisses papers with ease, The only sun that knows to rise in the east                                                                                  How do they know, I do not know; For all I know, Their roads they know; Paths which lead to two or many ways, And those ways leads to one or many, Which road leads where, I do not know, In fact, there’s nothing I know For all I know, I need a light That doesn’t ...