Young Writers Society

I become free between my four walls ,
I shatter my desire and turn it into a toy .
My visons look more wider into everything that was superordinary before ,
A parody of myself clusters itself into a meaningful comedy .
I reach higher with no limits,
and explode into a blast transformed into a bigger universe .
Places lead me ways to the other side ,
it makes me witness myself function in the mechanism of my own emotions.
A place where everything turns into gold, and gold turns to nothing ,

Im free from the world ,
I dream about the creation of stars .
I own no one and my mistakes are always forgiven ,
Dreams don't disturb me cause I'm awake ,
I don't wake up for Im still sleeping ,
I lay between the thin line that separates me from my reality ,
and I continue turning towards the lighter side .

Pitched set of sounds fill my ears,
and reach out my brain ,
It flashes the moments captured over years ,
memories too important to be erased .
Unattended plans negotiated over the unplanned choices ,
changes itself into an early appointment .

When I go so dumb it doesn't matter,
if I sold myself and bought clothes .
So clever, to find a meaning in it .

I'm free, I don't need wings or a sky to fly ,
I'm just running away with my boots on fire,
and I'm not turning back to see her again.
I run till my boots burn completely turning her into ashes .
She disappears herself still sexy in my mind,
she takes things slow and makes me run faster ,
Her lips try convincing me to stop at her beauty .
She triggers denser vibes that appeal every inch of my body to listen to that greedy lady ,
and dig myself a deeper pit and fall into it .

Somewhere in between I dig myself a deeper door ,
and escape back to myself,
to reach things that were hiding inside the thoughts of my busiest hour .

Grounds with no gravity doesn't hold me down to reach my aim ,
I roam around my thoughts alone ,
until the loneliness creeps into me,
and starts building up reasons to question everything that I do .

I start to collect and place my scrambled thoughts together in the known order,
One by one things things start falling ,
my universe collides with the universe that exists holding me in .
I turn off the music,
the greedy lady enters my mind again,
and fules me up with emotions .

When I step out of my four walled fortress my imagination runs out ,
My freedom is deemed with gold ,
my thoughts have their own hiding place .
I have finally woken up from my inception ,
My wings have grown heavier and my sky has become wider .
Desires fixes itself stronger and plays a better game ,
My visions just reach till the things that dint seem superordinary ,
and hides itself behind my wall that I carry from my fort to keep them a little bit further.

I can no more be dumb for everyone is smart here ,
I cannot make mistakes for they don't forgive .
I cannot go higher cause the gravity makes me heavier .
Through the dense maze of confusion I land on the heavier side where I reach back to my superordinary life again.