Poems

[Kymux]

The element of belief

So this is the continual happiness,
as I slowly turn and tumble,
giggling, lightly bouncing from the walls.

Get up, wake up.

I feel the air touch my face,
the sparks fly and the wind
hits me with the hills that sing
to the blue open moon.

A dream world. Wake up, wake up.
My eyes open but no image
can clarify in my head.
I listen, wait for a sound,
of anything, the cry of the night owl.

Nothing I hear. Nothing.

Happiness

I look around,
I see shapes of bright colours
But nothing can stop my high.
The world is a passer by,
It cannot last forever,
It cannot stay.
But a place to run free and feel everything
That comes to be.

I look harder than before,
Searching for the meaning me,
Searching for anything that will
Keep me up, prevent the downs.

The crackles of any sound protruding
From the little cupboard give
Me a sense of security and belief.
I can be what I want to be.

Forever.

Thanks,
Dan