Her (II)

Far far away
I dream her smile
Pouring joy on my face
And her hands
Calming down my body
I dream reality

Louder and louder
I hear them laughing at me
I’m that pissed off clown
In this circus of life
Changing his destiny

Against all the reasons
Shaping the logic
Of your rational mind
Formed within feeling less digits

There is the revolution
Of feelings in my modern world
Attached to brain malfunction

I stare at all the solid laws
I built my life upon
Melting into the air

I wish I could melt also
So that wind could take me
To that far far away…

Sina Mesdaghi
March 31, 2007