Fraught Me Daily Trails

Ticking seconds away like tyrant,

Touched every minute like Midas,

Reached every hour like passer-by,

Threw every day away without looking back.

Time.

Ruthless some may see,

Mercy much to be seen.

Freedom count down as it hurtles forth,

Trying to live up the past as it darts across.

Time,

Time produced great men.

Time make us see what’s black and white,

Time let us see every superman’s Krytonite.

Time can build us sky peaking Mount Everest,

Time can plunge the ferocious water cascading the Niagara Falls.

Time,

Myriads of thoughts flood through neuron cells of every mine.

Wish upon anything, I chose to break free.

Restrained, rooting I in the facade of the present.

Moving forward I lustfully desire.

Hurl me to the future,

Unwrap me against the new veneer of my destination,

Pit me against my peers and environment,

Just to know how well I fare,

Or would I even fall into despair,

Would I surmount my fate,

Can I even colour my success’s fade.

Time,

All you have to give me is an apple.

I will give you back an apple juice.

I have so much more to give to the world than being held at bay by the clocks.

I want to be out there,

I want to be basking in the dynamism of everyday.

Maybe ambitious am I,

But I dare to say, I will try to be the best to be the very best.

In everything I do, in the future, I want to come up close,

I want to offer the world something they have not seen.

Time,

Conflicting am I inside my mind,

So much the lust to be a warrior,

So much the baby I see in me.

In your presence, 

I am just a boy,

I am still in a cradle tucked in thy arms.

I hope, sincerely like how I wished,

Do not set me free too late.

Passion, how much worth exploiting,

Dreams, how much gold reaps will it.

One of the billion faces vying for oxygen am I,

insignificance existence. 

Stepped forward some may, bestowed a new revolutionary did they.

Admiration harbored did I. Admiration turned motivation it did.

Like I said, I maybe a small man.

But in this small vessel of flesh, I harbor a big dream. 

Although my existence is insignificance to the number of our earthly sphere,

But I want to make a significant contribution to the world.

Ambitious maybe I am, delusional your tongue may wag,

But have you question yourself,

How big is your dream?

How much guts you contain to dare dream big?

Be significant. 

Everyone has a role to play in the society,

With utter optimism,

I am going to play out my role even if arduous winding road is reality.

With confidence, determination, my hands and feet,

I stride. 

Relinquished.

Surrendered.

My rebellion holds a pale stand against your’s.

Stymie advance was unprecedented,

not until now.

Engineered Emotions

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Bmw M3,

Boys dream of it!

Men drive it.