CRASH LANDINGS (part 1)
The rain pouring at my feet remind me of days gone hither
Of things I've learnt here
I've learned to dance in this rain
To hold my breath in that dark moment just before the rains and let go a shower when it's time
I've learned to walk with my eyes closed in the rain
And keep them wide open when I'm amazed.
I've learned to close doors with my hands full
Full of dreams
And have the courage to knock on unmarked doors with my heart open.
You say I've been drugged,
Drugged enough to think that the world is not poetry
Drugged out of my innocence - crash landing into reality
But I don't really believe it, do I?
I believe crashed planes are still beautiful;
I believe wreckage is still poetry
Don't you believe me too?
You say I don't need to crash land anywhere
That I could just stay back and sleep in your arms
But I, heedless and mindless sprint through the endless roads
I choose multiple destinations
Through Blazing lights and choking spells
I leave the places I love the most
I leave the people who love me the most
For each footstep I take forward, I take a step further from you
And I'll leave this place too - you know
I'll keep running, escaping, catapulting my way out of familiarity
Out of my comfort zone
Launching myself into a sky full of dreams
And I know I'll always crash land somewhere
But I believe crash landings are still beautiful
That wreckage is still poetry