Focus

It’s funny always to look around and see
Something that’s always been in front of you
Only to conclude that it was much more than you thought it was

Wipe the fuzz off your glances and peer through reality glasses
Through the massive amount of distraction it’s hard to find anything anyways
So focus and look carefully
Or you might miss it
Again and again,
Before it’s too late.

Before things start changing at alarming rates,
Before the delay makes the gapping gap great.
Before fate decides that it’s not enough to just tolerate a blind search that’s precarious
Waiting along the side for your attention to finally zoom into clarity
By the time you care and even notice something’s amiss
A wasted wish
And a shooting star disappears into the distance
Kissing your existence goodbye and separated.
When it was there all along.

Take the chance and grab it.
Walk on the pavement fast and grasp the night as it passes.
Look at your surroundings and smile at what you think is funny
Spend less money-
Find odd solutions to problems
Rule of thumb is to live life spontaneously and never for granted
It’s an access to live life
And living life’s an honour…

We want what we can’t have
And that fact’s a law since
It’s always proven true
That the new makes us “awe”
And the old does now too.

But relax, and live in the present,
And since opposites attract
And you’re meant to be the way you are
What you want will find you back
The way night finds blackness
Then back to sunrise again.

Don’t be a phantom of a human being
Believing that there’s nothing more to life that what you’ve been doing.
Or already have done
No problem too big or too much to handle,
With family and friends you’ll be alright with a helping hand
All you need to do is look closely and listen,
Love and life is all around you,
Let it embrace you and take you
Make you grateful and never wasteful
Seize the sight and close your eyes…
Maybe you can finally see it in focus,
Making you wonder:

“Where have I been?”

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Madame Butterfly / Let Me

Let me attempt a new style of prose

Let me shout echoes into the cocoon cavity I have used
Let me refuse access to those who abuse me.
Let me know that deep down inside I have cried enough tears to feed an elderflower tree
And now I’m no longer empty.

Let me acknowledge that I am stronger than anybody I have ever met
Because I can only know the depths of my mind
Grow wider than the grand skies that behold us every night.
And what a sight it is to finally be able to appreciate it.

Let me confront my own destiny head on,
Headstrong,
Refusing to resign to the path I’ve walked on
On this fine cobblestone I have talked defeated nonstop
Never again will I torture my feet I’ve used life long.

Let me sing my last pessimistic sad song
Let me destroy insecurity to which I’ve held on
Wrong that I am not capable of doing anything
My mind’s melodic, like a great vibrant gong

Allow me to show you my fiery wrath
Crafted from precious sand I’ve collected, in fact,
While I thunderously dictate my power with laughs
And show you the unbreakable empowered glass

While I may be crass
Take my incredible sass
I am an Asian chick, yes,
But a fiercesome young lass

I’ll remember it too,
My mantra everyday
While I gradually,
Gracefully
Flutter away.