As immeasurable instinct
Explore wideness
In unconscious iris
An infinite dream

Person escapes
The bounded distinct
In dreams they swarm
A euphoric crimson

Let visions tolerate
The heart’s desire
Let impossible break
Make flight of contingency

It is to please
Person’s atmosphere
Create valuable pleasure
None otherwise

Revelations, enigma
Representations and structure
Significant there is
Something to seek

At all times blurry
Unpredicted frames
Scenes obtainable
The metaphor speaks

Some may lead toxic
Some destines bruise
One thing’s certain
It was never concrete

To wake up
Contact what’s streamed
Shed sweat
Make it happen

Scintillates to save or
Disclose and forget
Vanquished to regret
Soon to be an epic.

– ayamesantini