Changed minds~

The day moves past, sunset atlast!
The cold beautiful night awaits...
The day had its share of the fireball sun,
The cool moon light rushes through the gate.

The night moves to darkness, wilderness spreads...
The roads takes on the silent glee...
Then the moon decides to hide, behind a spare cloud
and that adds to the enchanting mystery.

The night stretches on, the silence begins to deafen...
We begin our wait for the golden ball to rise!
The cold boring night must pass away now...
change is something we must not be denied!

We actually dont know what we really want...
Do we want the sun and all the forced activity?
Or do we want night to remain in the darkness...
and all that goes with the inactivity?

We change our minds ever so often,
we can never choose or decide for sure,
Given a choice we stand up like puppets,
waiting for the task to be endured.

- SJ

I wish to...

Books have always captivated me! How often does one find themselves so lost in another's words... in another world? The story unfolds in front of them, with visual and audio effects that are beyond the imagination of any 3D movie ever created. The words carry you through the ebb and flow of emotions, mysteries and journeys and leave you back!
But I haven't been able to read much these days. The last book I had my hands on was the one by J.Archer- Short stories- And thereby hangs a tale! Need to buck up...so many literary gems have entered the book shelves since I last had a look. My vocab is decaying, fed with boring marketing words...my poet brain rests, gathering dust. There is not actual respect for creativity...only for glamour!
Drawing has always been something I wished I could've done ! After all the art classes in school, I don't think Ive flamed this hobby of mine much! The last thing I tried drawing was the doodle of my name! That's quite pathetic, well...working with a firm does allow you just that...
The last time I tried singing was...(no, not in the shower...) on the way to the farm, along with the MP3 player in the car! Poor dad had to endure my so-off tune voice, but he didn't complain...maybe it wasn't as bad as I think it was...ohh... need to get back to at least being the good ol'faithful chores singer !

Yeah...I wish to sing, I wish to read, I wish to draw !
I envy those who have all that talent and time...