Is It Real? Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

Something one may happen to feel
like a wind that cross on the hill
has two contrasting directions
sometimes beyond imaginations

i dont know how to call it
they say it is felt through a heartbeat
it may go forward
it may step backward

some say it directs to its pleasure
to the taste that promise to allure
but not all the times
it gets the real wine.

yes it heads for the best
wishes for all the sweetest
but a sad thing is also expected
anyone could be deserted

one can aspire for the greatest
but should be ready for the test
it may turn to disappointments
and may leave a scar of the worst moments

i have felt such a thing
i thought it was everything
but the dark side confirms a theory
which saddened my juvenile memory

i left a place where i called home
because it seems that something is wrong
i love it much so i sacrifice
wishing that my decision would really suffice

now i ask myself with utmost sincerity
do i really feel the way i see
or i might be dreaming to fill my being
with something i always wanted to win

i am wondering and keep on asking
where am i and what am i becoming
something persistently keeps driving me
with the wheel i couldn't ever see

truly my decision will shape my future
and i long to find the sky's azure
but how could i get it if it doesn't want to see
the real thing i offer that comes from me

they say it is a many splendored thing
a mystery always promise to overwhelm
but seems those words are only nonsense
coz the other side reveals its pretense

why put a block on the way towards
if one feels the way to the right
why put a barrier when it longs for perfection
it only assures a total depression.

now i know only one thing
i am not meant for one to bring
i am on my way to leave the realizations
coz i only get some more complicated questions

[madero9 august 2011naga]