A Cosmos For The Misfits

Cobble-stoned streets and the spellbound skies.

The night was alluring,

Like a piece of fable was unfolding before us.

Words couldn’t measure the joy of our hearts for we were far from the world we despair.

 

Soaked in music and laughter we danced into the night.

The night was timeless;

And so were we.

For something inside us didn’t belong to this world.

Something too old to be captured by words;

Something as old as the mountains.

 

The world was too prosaic,

So we carved out a little piece of the world for ourselves.

A cosmos for us, the misfits.

 

Longing for an escape,

Chasing down the dreams of that six-year-old.

Longing for life, love, and adventure waiting for us somewhere across the rainbow.

 

The world would never know

What is it like in our minds for

We had lived a million lives sitting by the window.