All That Is Me

Floating in the vacuum where there is not a sound

Letting all lose, nothing shall make me bound

I am my own master, I am the slave

I gather my angels, while I dig my own grave

The devil rocks beside me in the chair

While I laugh with vituperation, I stare

The angel sits next to my soul

I am born, every moment, I die as a whole

I release my breath, the wisps of air

I scoff at the time that runs in despair

I shoot the eagles that fly often too high

I bend and touch the ground, beneath which I will lie

I throw the diamonds, I melt the gold

I become my own as I manifold

I trance to the levels that I knew long ago

Layers beneath my skin follow the flow

I am but not, I am a serene spirit

Stiff in the moment yet I get a drift

Pushed by the seconds, the ticks of the clock

Sway as I stay ahead of the moron flock

Catch me if you may

If you dare to touch my fire

Smoke I am, uplifted by desire

Parted by ways and born with benign

Yet devil in my left eye and right without a vision

Shadows of the stars hollow their dust in me

Ah! Pixels of love I am and all that I will be

Don't forget to smile!

    It is pitching dark. It is black, the color of the sky. I can see nothing. 

A face roams around in the abyss of my thoughts and a smile lingers in my mind. 

       That is all I have left of you, a vision of the smile, a sound of your laughter, the smell of the perfume you wear, the touch of your coarse hands.

The laughter dominates, brings out an effervescence of joy in the damp air,     waiting to be filled with words.                        

 Silence cuts through my ears, begging to be filled. 

A single voice creates an echo, reverberates and comes back as the same. Can there not be two?    
   

Please say something.

    Anything!

Currents of time flow, wonder when this moment will be up. 

 Let us make a memory out of it. Smile! Laugh! Show what joy you hold beneath.                                  This second shall not pass sans you.                                   
What I behold cannot be empty, the air vibrates with your thoughts, encrypted and tunneled to some distant land of yours, your personal drop-box.

                                         A happy you, so gentle and innocent!                                                                           

               You know how light glitters in your eyes when you laugh.                                                            

 It is like you shudder off an eon of ages only to become a child again. 

           Serious?! Well you look hot when you are serious, but a bore too. 

                Cling to your kiddo self, the one that betrays all the wrongs and despair of the world, the one that gives birth to your very self every time, the one that rejuvenates you and brings a happy dent smile onto your face.

                            I wish all the good and happiness of the world to land on your side of the path, where you walk shallow.                                    

  

I wish you fathom the depths of which you never seem to mention about and merge out wild and fearless from it,

 overcoming every hurdle like a stallion.

And I wish a 'tickle' to bother you every now and then, so that that broad smile splashes across your face     every time, all the time.

 Back to light, back to the world! Over and out!