Sun

I dream of every thing

Seeing myself to sing, up to an imaginary fling

Every minute, as the pendulum takes it swing

I know it to myself I have the Icarus wings

One time, I dreamt of reaching the sun

To the farthest I can be, up until there’s none

There’s lot up there, things to be done

But for the time I reach it, I think it’s already gone

 

Icarus flew because Daedalus knew

The wings made from wax and feathers of few

For the two man in the labyrinth, they’ve threw

I wish I have Ariadne’s thread that I can sew

 

I was lost in the maze, and I want to escape

Yet I don’t have any luxury, no one feeds my mouth with grape

I wish I am part of the future, the one to build its shape

I’m feeling like I’m drowning, from the vessels to my nape

 

I have lot of dreams, something I really want to be

But I don’t know where to start, thinking its reality

I may lose hope for now and make myself fell

But I know to myself in the future, I will excel