I wish;
I could free my mind from all the locks that I have sealed myself in.
I wish;
My quest for the unknown is answered atleast for once.
I wish;
My being is demystified with a horizon of sublime accord ahead……
I do recognize these will remain as visionaries.
But at least I’m content that I know this fact.
Not through other but by myself.
Perhaps that’s the manuscript I could ever find about me, all so legible.
Maybe I exist beyond my reach.
Maybe I am so hidden little inside myself.
Maybe I, me, self, all shall conflict.
And that race of struggle might be the identity I chased behind………
