The Magician

The Magician

The magician in me waits

For a miracle to happen.

Though I haven’t been able

to learn a lesson.



The road to sky is through

the colored rainbows.

I have yet to realize

the futility of my dreams.





Like the Jack in the Magic

Bean Stalks

I remember forever

my beloved folks

.



I yearn for love, friendship

and affection

and calling my relatives

for a happy reunion



The path to my dreams

lies on the clouds.

I always look for a

sign in the woods



I tread, when I’m lonely,

to distract my mind.

But failed so far

to notice any kind.



I assure you that

either foe or friend

all are welcome

‘cos I am blind.



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