Have you smelt freedom I ask?
the sweet smell of it,
the horizon that takes to you to the other end?
It spoke to me once, but never again.
Monotonous paths & impatient souls,
made the cry from within a little cold.
It danced it’s way right through me
leaving behind every scent of hope
Asking me, have you felt it yet?
Drifting through the jungles of oblivion,
I found it once again,
lying beneath the stars,
but it just kept running away.
Why so far I never knew.
Where are you now?
Where are you I ask?
Why do the stars feel so dim
& everything around like a fading glim?
There was silence & my body felt empty.
It spoke to me once, but never again.