So you are the poet…
A sought after artist,
A musician with the voice to die for,
One after Picasso’s own heart,
A lyricist that gives words to all tunes…
So you are all of these and maybe more,
Well,that’s great of you!
So this fine bright morning,
With a happy soul you rise up,
With a cheerful heart you awake,
A warm smile spreading on your lips,
And with your head already in the game,
You are ready to face the day,
To conquer and rule,
To set the pace all will scramble to follow,
You then set the ball rolling.
But all that you planned,
All that you had set up,
Just like a house of cards,
Like perfectly arranged dominoes,
Right before your eyes!
What if you lose your charisma,
Your outlook for the world changes,
Your response to the world offsets you,
And in the charade of it all,
You realize you just lost it…
Lost all that made you sane,
Lost all that kept you grounded…
What if you lost yourself?
Your words keep you sane,
Your voice adds beauty to you,
Your paint and canvas tell of your life,
The dance steps talk of your feelings,
All these art show of your humanity,
Show of your emotion,
But with a snap of a finger,
With a shake of a lamb’s tail,
You just lost it…
Lost it all.
What if one day you lost yourself,
In this big wide sea you are set afloat,
Sinking and floating with the high and low tides,
Being carried in the ever turning tornado,
And in the midst of it all,
Its the peace found in the eye that you seek,
And despite it all…
Its the peace in the storm that you yearn.
What if you lost all that makes you sane,
In this world full of ravaging storms,
Will you fight to remain sane,
Will you fight to find your words,
Your dance steps…
Your unsung lyrics…
Or will you fade away,
Absorbed and swallowed with the world,
To be forgotten and be written off,
Completely erased from the books of history,
That are presently being written in your memory!
What if you lost you,
Will you remain lost?