Romesh De Silva

I find myself trapped in an unlocked cage
Solitary confinement, I’m completely deranged
People walk by as the hours dwindle past, not noticing anything, I’m screaming
Untouched by starry-eyed beings’ dreaming
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Each breath I consume, fills my lungs with happiness
Like a drop of rain finding its puddle
Humans are quick to give up, due to inherited emotional laziness
We all need someone to hold and cuddles
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My heart, body and soul are as happy as in the past
Smiles, laughs and good times never ending
A lonely tear trickles down my left cheek slow but fast
It connects with my smile like water to fire
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Talk to your echo, recreate puzzles abnormally unjust
Wrapped in emotional air, clouds frowning, atmosphere whispering smiles
Reflecting your reflection
Another lonely day without my friends
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I Sit and peer through the window
Trapped behind tainted glass
Watching the world dance, dance with class
Shapes forming pictures in the dark
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I awoke to the sound of me sleeping
It’s a quarter past three in the morning
The lights and my eyes are simultaneously blinking
Someones watching my furious slow motion yawning
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The world is full of surprises
Neverland’s sands never the same, its destination I can't find it
My eyes wander through space
Earth in this universe, just a taste
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I find it interesting, I find it amusing
Everything around me, passing
Nothing lasts, but nothing is lost
Earth moving in circular motion past me
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There is a precise moment in the continuous world of time, where it seems to be so impossible for truth to be true, and a smile to be painted as a happy picture
Fictitious and fictional memories analysed with virgin eyes
Conclusive dreams redirected, rendered, and landscaped
The man next door withered and old, suddenly smiles
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Shadows lurking, avoiding the sun’s violent, uncontrollable smirking
My mouth whispers loudly
Shapes in the distance made from skies, cloudy
Well-read tales of misfortune
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Our silhouette painted on canvas
Watercolour; blending like tears of sadness
Flick of the brush, bristles part
Hand flows from left to right, finish to start
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Thinking of ways to be normal
Capturing the moment in which we smile
Talking with photos, well-pronounced formal
Cloudy vision, it’s raining sooner than now
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Face to face, a test
Language of love, one breath
Peel open with feeling
Sex with souls, pain shared, stealing
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The water shimmers under weathered skies
My own thoughts are my demise
My eyes are half closed, lashes glisten back to front, structurally poised
Feet to one side, muscles twitching
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Past Opportunities I have missed
Life and death have made up, they have kissed, Flip a coin, heads or tails? Backward motion, my mood has set sail
State of mind unworthy to dream
The yellow brick road we are to follow, fades to black it would seem
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You seem to be so oblivious
The simplicity of the chase continuous
'The need for can't have'
To have the need, love gone bad
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Darkness, Bang! Click
“Carpe diem”, I whisper
2: 05am
My eyes open, smile again
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I'm doing 97 on the freeway
Top down, hair dancing
Radio picking up signals, sounds from the airway
The asphalt and my 59 romancing
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Midnight’s night, black as truth
Skies pale blue, two of a kind, they suit
Pen to paper, don’t dot the ‘i’
Left with a vertical line
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Pools of romance continually dry
Words of love lack truth, no surprise
The letter you wrote to me, your one and only
Signed, no hugs, no kisses
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