Askance

What do you know of strange
nights and unknown fears?
What do you know of being
alone and staying up in
the dark sweating and feeling
the nerves pulsating under
the creamy translucent skin?

What do you know of dreams
that remain unfulfilled forever?
What do you know of constraints
and connivances that stab at
every step threatening to kill?
What do you know of being afraid
of the dark and closed spaces?

You can remain up there and
touch the sky,pluck some stars
and decorate your room.
You can make gardens and grow
flowers and spend sweet hours
there cooing with your beloved.
What do you know of promises
broken and relationships abused?

You can dream high and play with
thoughts,create cute webs of colours
and allure lonely wandering children.
What do you know of fairy tales
gone wrong and stepmoms and witches?
You can suck on a candy and sail
on a white boat.what do you know
of hearts who weep at moonlights?

You have magic wands and soft wings,
you can fly away at your whim.
What do you know of butterflies
who have broken their wings and
flap sadly around wild roses?
You can kiss grass-flowers and
drink honeydew.What will you know
of little birds who sing to brighten
the sunlight and get their feathers
scorched by the rude heat?

What do you know of rivers flowing
through liquid hearts and silences
hiding songs of saddest cheer?
You can make and break,tease and
leave,search and discard,imagine
and wake up.What do you know of
calls from the unknown and
living with a purpose strong,
having to live,carry on,love or
no love,storm or no storm?

What do you know of friendlessness
and overwhelming joy at a slight
touch of care?What do you know of
tears flowing at a slight kiss?
You can dream of happy lands and
green meadows,of ball-dances and
princely intimacies.What do you
know of a pauper's grace and solitude?

You can stack hoards of gems and
stud them on the night sky.You can
whisper into her ears and make her
blush,bring down the sky for her.
What do you know of imaginary riches
in my room?Sparkling stars on my
earrings?What do you know of feathers
on my back?You can hold a princess
in your arms.What do you know of my
Disney princess stickers?

I am richer than you.With all
my failures,my broken dreams,my
stupid hopes,false allurings,
dishevelled emotions,meaningless
attractions,silky diamond teardrops
and salty excuses for mushy sentiments.
I am richer.With my weird songs,
rhythmless dances,melodramatic expressions
and rootless wanderings.Im a lost child.
What do you know of searching for tunes?