Existence

Dreams...

melting in the distant air

while smiling upon

the ocean blue.

Majestic thoughts of

yesterday's moon

up high in the dark of night.

Lies and airs and masks

torn off by demons

of truth and wisdom.

The children play

in the earth of their soul

while grownups watch strangely

as if never knowing truth.

Shadowy eyes

clouded by time

long to go back to

the freedom of youth.

Cynical stares of jealousy reign

the mind of the one who lacks.

Every breath more sour,

every word untamed,

every smile a nonexistent thing of the past.

The old man cries as he looks onto life,

then stops-

for he remembers who he is.