Dreams Of Flickering Thoughts Poem by Cheng Zheng

Cast your hook into unknown oceans
Unwittingly, as an emanating aura
I'm seeing truth in ineffable notions
As concrete as steel upon my shifting mind
Might as well make me blind

Torn between hope and despair
Caught as a fish in your illusory hook
Unsure whether I should care
As lust and love fight like demons in my head
With a pious thought of holy dread

Ancient rites of shadows play
As tribes of madmen dance and laugh
The fiery night hopes to persuade
That something, anything might be done
Before the oasis turns into a desert dune

A flood destroys my fragile dream
As the bus arrives at the station again
All the madmen roar and scream
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
I might as well get up and scram