Dreaming of The beauty, romance and love Of princesses and princes While living among The common and the commonest, Aware of their looks, Disgusting and freakish, With no sense of intellectual beauty And no vision afar, Dead to all dreams, I sowed the seeds of tragedy. Still doing all that could be done To lift them. Quite late came the realization Common mean vices Gripped them always Trapping my dreams In their plotting Mocking my love And concealing their delight In my soulful of agonies.
Whirling emotions In the eddies of love Raised qualms of conscience. Looking to eternity for fulfillment, This poor brief man Wasted himself in sighs and yearnings. Be the earthiest of the earthy In love, lore and leanings To avoid pain and misery.
