people who love to engage
to love and to be loved
to associate and be accepted
to live and enjoy living
yet many people cling on to their past
past that will forever distort their joy
past they feel like been chained
furry and fire consuming them
like a lily planted in desert region
i search for that which does not exist
like a honey without a comb
like a man born without a woman
like vikings without the birds
i shouted but no one could hear me
i yield with no one to understand
my pains are eating me up like breakfast
like lunch it has set me ablaze
and has consumed me like diner
no matter how loud i shout in my silent, no one could hear me out