Search for the flame

I search for that flame
I search for that fire
Through the dark I search
For that eternal light
Through the cobwebs of pain
I search for that true light

A glimmer in the distance
A shine in the dark
It feels so near
That it brought a smile
It feels like bliss
It feels like peace

A breath of air I release
A triumph I feel
But the gust of air
Burnt the flame
A shroud of darkness spreads
Where imagination runs wild

Noise

The words echo in my house
As I fill it with noise
The presence it evokes
The silence it reduces

Noise seems pleasant
Noise seems safe
Thoughts are mushed
Lost in the noise

No words from me
But noise all around
A cocoon I sleep in
As I lose to the noise

I was told

I was told to move
I was told to stand
I was told to be silent
I was told to hold still

I moved
I stood
I was silent
I held still

Where is me
If I was always told
Where is me
If I have always listened

Where is me
If I haven't tried
Where is me
If I haven't dreamt

Where is me

Scared?
Frightened?
Resigned?

Why I can't find myself?
Why?

Birthday

A drink in my hand
A tear in my eye
A candle I burn
But no breeze to blow it

It's to you I drink
It's to you I wish
Will a happy birthday wish reach you
Where did the good health wish 

A New Age

I scroll and scroll

A message here

And a message there

Talks are now words

Words are now images

I haven't uttered a word

But loads have been said

I haven't moved a bit

But a distance has crept

A new age they say

A screen is all I see

Reflection

We see the same moon
Yet the light we see is different
We see the same stars
Yet the brightness we see is different

The skies all majestic covers us
The shape we see is different
The sun shines on us
Yet the warmth we feel is different


The flowers smiles at us all
The fragrance we smell is different
The birds sing to us all
Yet the song we hear is different


We all were built as one
Yet we cloak ourselves different
The start and end is the same
Yet the journey for each is different

New Morning

Perched on the broken twig

Chirping to the morning sun

The warm rays shining bright

The glorious light bathing us all


The jagged ends of the twig

Bruise my feet it holds

The morning song, I have sung

The cheer to the world


Spreading my wings

I flap to fly away

The dark clouds now far away

The fear no longer there


The storm long gone

And all is quiet

The cries no longer loud

The rush no longer heard


Perched on a broken twig

I see all pass away

Calling the morning sun

To cast it warm glow