Some guy, some poet, some soul

Wind howls and the sun shines, moon glows and the dark casts curses,

Some guy staring into nothingness translates it all into verses.

Some guy who does not want to be known, seen or heard,

But is keen to make each and every soul feel his word.

In the crowded clouds away from the famous flock he wishes to fly,

Don't bother, he is just some guy.

Some break apart in painful desolation,

The place for a poet to thrive is blissful isolation.

He is that who feels deeper, sees farther and hears that unheard,

He is that who is bound in flesh and bone, yet is as free as a bird.

You see the colours of evening, he hears the music of the sun and the moon's duet,

Don't bother, he is just some guy, just some poet.

Following rules and nodding along, carrying a contumacious desire,

The sincere lion of the pack wishes to let out a rebellious roar fueled with fire.

The butterfly with the flower, never questioned for it has no name,

The heart wishes to love in solitude, yet the mind beats for fame.

Whatever incomplete, god given verses made whole,

Don't bother, he is some guy, some poet... He is just some soul...

An old soul born in new times, in the midst of poison looking for purity,

Childish desires changing every moment, clashing with poetic maturity.

All seems false, outside the portrayal of perfection and glamour,

Inside there is no peace, nothing but chaotic clamour.

people become possessions, love just grazing the surface,

Only the poet wants depth in it all, he wants to read the book not just the preface.

The colours of today don't speak to me, I left my heart in the art of old,

The time of doves is long gone, the crows think all that shines is gold.

Days go by and the pages keep turning,

The moon and the stars shine and shine but the night keeps yearning...

Who is he? he is nothing just like us all,

The goal is to be formless merged with summer, winter and fall...

Few know his story, seldom does he share the luminous lore,

To the world he is just some guy, some poet, some soul but to those who know him deeper he is more....