these tears that melt in lavander
metamorphosed in fears painted in my mind with recurrence.
idealistic dreams keep failing,
under the siege of fate's deliberance.
crazy illusions revelled their meaning.
ashes of blood spread in the rain, jeopardize purity..
on the wings of death i keep sailing
as in a contagious vortex i'm caught...
iron birds stripe the sky like knives
the flower whispers "forget me not",
...i was born from your wings.
green eyes are now filtering the lights of a new horizon.
the realms of a new existence arise from dust.
this locked chamber has been enlightened,
revealing the unhidden doors that i can open.
from your wings i commenced my flight,
i now set myself free from the cage of your illusions.
march 2008