Chapter eight.

What sight holds.

At times i try to look out

Straightening my small sight

To a depth of no limit

Not day or night

With vivid emotions and pictures

With which you always appear

Dressed in love and beauty

In your pink chisselled dress

Under the huge pink blossom trees

A sight to marvel all.

More like a painting of nature

You do stand among all

With the beauty to uphold

As the last beauty

From the mudane world

With a cotton voice you speak

Going deep down my inner man

To erose the hidden self of mine

One that fears to be broken

And left to sigh emotionally

Becoming a learning example

To the rest eyeing him.

Looking at the sky above

I find my self over taken

With the thought of flight

More to the birds' world

A world without status

Not to think of the bounderies

Flying to all unrestrained

Huming all in the wee hours

And eating to my own content

A life desired by all the living.

I really can't tell the truth this time

For my mind and heart are gone

My only strength and bravery

All look of no use in this life

A life of many unending differences

Ones to never reach a halt

But hold one so firm

At least i appreciate my eyes

Yet this always comes ounce

And anger fills my whole mind

Why didn't they think of it

When staring at her from above

Leaving me marked timid

For she became my weakness

One i can never ever remove

Yet she knows me not.

Sitting atop the building

Going down my conciouceness

That is filled with her avatar

Dressed in her usual pink color

That shines her off the chart

Then bravery, strength

And courage boils

Leaving me with no choice

But to go and meet her

Yet with one simple glance

My small eyes betroy me

Stating the gap difference

And draining all my courage

Leaving me more to a wilting flower

That has grown on the rocky ground.

At times i pray to God

For he is said to make miracles

Calling out to him eagerly

To at least bless one single day

The only day to cherish

For the rest of my life

And let us meet with love

To a place away from class differences

One where roses shine

To potray the image of love

One where the sun shines

To melt the love hinderances

One where the rain rains

To bring child fun to love

Yet time goes on tiking

And reality slaps my chicks red

Showing me all day long

That it's only a dream

That i need to let go

To let me leave on.