1
Give me time to master myself
a lifetime is not enough to know who I am
it takes seasons to break a vicious cycle
imagine how many I have to get out from
before it all comes to a permanent hault.
2
Leave now, while you can.
Don’t wait a minute more.
The yellow ball will soon surrender its lure.
And you, you will be lost.
Go away, do not waver.
The ivory gods will be here soon.
They will turn new pages, write longer verses.
(Change will be the word.)
And you, you will be confused.
3
Let your back touch the mattress
and surrender your thoughts.
It’s late, the noisy world outside is
more peaceful than your head.
Its ramblings can still be heard
the confusion, the battles being fought.
Don’t argue, no one is listening.
It’s futile to ponder, better stop thinking.
Just close your eyes, get some sleep.
Tomorrow will be here soon and it will be another day.
4
The yellow moon can glow all night
but it cannot match the intensity of my stare.
The stars, how can they compare?
Their twinkle is only a flicker
to the blaze that burns inside.
They can only watch, envious,
as passion consumes my heart,
like a house on fire.
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