An unfinished dream

Yet again,

I find myself,

In the middles of an unfinished dream,

Where, I am chasing the future,

While the present is slipping away from my hands,

Yet again,

I find myself,

Looking for thyself, from my own eyes,

Missing the surroundings completely,

Passion, desire, ambition are calling me,

While love and virtue calms me down,

In the conflict of now and then,

I am splitting into known and the unknown,

Yet again,

I am struggling 

with myself,

I am confining myself to the limitations of my thoughts,

While my desire is disappearing into the unknown,

Yet again,

I am lost,

To be found, and lost again,

While, I remain loyal to my desire,

I pursue happiness of a new kind,

Creating a bridge between now and then,

I am asked to chose between here and there, 

Yet again,

Looking into the future,

The old smiles at the new,

Calling me an obsessive compulsive,

Flirting with the new,

I kindle my emotions for a mute passion, with a blind faith,

Yet again,

With a closed mind,

I wake up,

From my unfinished dream,

With a desire to sleep and dream again,

Of a different time, 

Of a different place,

With happiness around me,

Where compassion surrounds me,

Yet again,

I dream again!

Solitude!

A brief thought in time appeared,

Whispering a few names,

I wonder how and why they emerge,

As I am not part of anyone's dream,

Nor in the fantasies either,

Desire is not my destiny,

My reality is my truth,

And I feel assured,

As I am not even the desire of my present

Hopelessness surrounds me,

Like a blind child's dream,

With no wings to fly,

I want to jump of the cliff,

Just to fall and fail,

So somebody can hold me

And they will all scream again,

"You are unlovable"

"You will not be loved"

Cursed by all of them 

I forget,

they cursed me, one at a time,

To remain in solitude,

Without love and with no craving for it either,

I run towards myself,

Holding myself from disintegrating,

Into similar pieces of me,

In the shades of,

The past, present and the future