Chasing A Myth Poem by Lubna Hazeem

How much will it take for someone to break down,
Without feeling ashamed or dishonered anyhow?

Everything will change as the sky itself will unfold
What bigger fear we have but to sustain our souls?

I guess the only way to live is the philosophy of pain
Of which we discover hope and the aftermath of rain
Oh, the mind grows small, but the heart is smaller still
Each and every stone you rid is one you've already filled

Love, for years you've been gone with the wind
North or south, tell me will it ever blow again?
Because i'm hopeless and desperate and all alone
On which side the grass is greener, i don't know

I guess this cave will lead me where no bird ever sang
Somewhere in this hollowness i fumble for your hands
Oh, which sign shall i remember, which sign shall i forget?
Each and every picture you hold could only mystify your head

They say it's only a trick, a children's game of the silliest types
That everything we seek is only an exaggration of what we like
The stories we tell, the fate that we hope for is merely a dream
Well, i'd rather chase a myth than a world that's full of thieves

So the stars shall have my soul, my passion, my truth
In exchange for them all, i'd have inspiration and youth
Somewhere i belong, could it be yours, the strangest sound?
Calling out from beneath the waves of this viberating ground?

Ressuracting these myths with each and every breath
You welcome me in arms as if we had never, ever met
Whenever our tragic tales collide, i find myself in debt
Of starting new, may this poem make you rise all fresh