Ecstasy

Smoke rising above, dragging me down;

I got to catch my self and fight for the crown.

I rise above the smog and tap the blue sky;

Silence, silence and I hear the sound.

The garden is full of grass; but you are chasing a weed;

Mary Jane! If you want the fruits, please don’t crush the seed.

The beauty of a crystal is knitted by its joint;

Be aware! Or crack it open and loose the point.

You thought its audacious braving a storm in the ocean of acid;

Actually, you were in too much speed only to overlook the lake placid.

Let this smoke fade away, don’t be the one to drown;

Ones the dust of self is cleared, you will be the mightiest crown.