my world

life is a mirage, it fools you like the moon -
it seems so close when it is far far away;
i hanker after the unknown, seek the unseen;
its a mad mad race - this journey, a wild goose chase;
love not, love not ye' heart - give not, give not;
cuz your world giveth u no food, no sleep -
'tis no good, these gashes so deep;
you know you are dust like everyone else,
you cometh from dust and it makes no sense;
no sense to dream, no sense to smile -
no sense to run mile after mile;
but i am a stone - stubborn and strong,
i heed not words whether wise or wrong;
i love, i give, i trust, i smile,
you laugh at me yet i run mile after mile;
in your world they call me a fool, they call me insane,
they call me names, they call me a shame;
yes, i stay foolish, i stay hungry,
yes, i stay insane - i don't need your world;
"to sleep perchance to dream - aye, there's the rub",
it was a great bard - a bard in your world;
yes, i sleep: yes, i dream,
i sleep to dream and dream to sleep (in peace)...





PS: This is my first poem ever!