Sunday 27 March 2011

Finding a Place

These familiar facades forge false faith
in a setting where my face has found fame
and now I long to live life like a wraith
and find a place where no one knows my name.

Proverbial provides complacency;
I want to explore horizons unknown
to fill my heart’s ultimate vacancy
and find a place that I can call my home.

I long to get lost somewhere untainted
where I can explore, and unearth new haunts
for my wraith life anew be acquainted
and find a place where beauty always flaunts.

So this ghost must fly through oceans to find
a place where he doesn’t feel so confined.

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