Dreamer Boy

Dreaming kills but it’s the only thing left.

The Dreamer Boy caught my heart,
When it was speeding like a dart,
In the palms of his soft hands.
He calmed this angry soul,
With his spirit so gold.

And in his pure untainted eyes,
Untouched by worldly lies,
I found sacred joy.
Oh, in this enchanted boy,
I saw the whole world.

He is the only temple I need
I am the only follower he heeds.
He is the truth I seek,
I am the words he speaks.

But what’s the Dreamer Boy to do?
When the sky so blue,
Fades and turns gray?
What does he do on that day?

Does he stop dreaming,
Or continue with his imaginings?
Does he stop trying,
And start crying?

The skies are bright and clear,
But I can still feel the rain.
There’s still so much fear.
And, oh, so much pain.

The Dreamer Boy is an oasis,
In this desert.
He offers pure bliss,
To those who hurt.

Yes, he caught my heart,
Speeding like a dart.

Blah!

Everything seems like a waste of time these days. Blogging right now at 4 30 in the morning seems like a waste of time, and so would not blogging at 4 30 in the morning. I hardly even know what I am saying right now. I was actually wondering what if, what if I am not myself? What if I have not been myself for the past 18 years? What if myself is yet to emerge from this sorry excuse of a human personality? Gasp! Who am I?

And then again it doesnt really matter cos at the end of it all I know I am just talking rubbish. Cos thats what I do. Thats my speciality, my hobby, my life long job and its the only thing I am really good at. And somehow I feel I shouldnt be proud of that. But hey I am. Look at me – the professional nonsense monger!

I really am mad. But its not my fault.

If I start blaming myself now, I’d have to start blaming myself for everything else and then that’d be it! The end. Hah! Hoh! I don’t even know what I am saying. My lord, what am I saying? FUCK I pulled one of those goddamned muscles in my right arm watching tv just now and now i am hurting. I AM HURTING! and its not just the muscle. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love is in the air!

I am in love. So blissfully and unimaginably in love, and it feels so pure and untainted by worldly desires. Never before have two hearts ever been so closely united and melted into each other. Never before have my lips tasted such sweetness. Never have feet danced in unison with the beating of my heart. Never have I ever been so in love, as I am now. Judgemental people might scorn and prejudiced minds might hate, but this is purer than water, thicker than blood, sweeter than honey, more beautiful than a thousand angels, lovelier than the loveliest lovers can imagine. Long sweet lyrical prose cannot even began to touch the surface of this true love of mine.

Even the heavens cannot help but sigh at the littlest fluttering of my heart. Such love, such passion, such desire, such magic! Oh lord, forgive this heart of mine! Oh, let it be! Let it be! How do you define such love, but to simply look into my eyes and delve deeper and deeper past my iris, past my pupil, past the retina. Deeper and deeper until you are lost in the vast universes of my eye. And there, there is love. Beyond everything lies love.

And no matter what people might think, this love is purer than me. It is purer than you. It is purer than pure. It is love. My love.