Aesthetic.....Consciousness...

The emotions flows like a cloud...
Sounds deep inside are too loud...
It ends with a drop of water...
Cooling off the anger deep inside...
As the awareness comes out from a familiar tide...
 
It is haunting to carry the burden, behave like the normal...
Who knows, who is sane.. this confusion makes everyone..insane...
The prison will be broken one day...
The soul would be enlightened on the way...
If the Spirits except the HAY...
 
(DREAMS...are hallucination...LOVE...is the intoxication...LIFE...is a infatuation...But no-one wants to quit these drugs....)