Conformance

In Solitude , seek not company
Reach not for the dancing spirits of freshness
Yearn not for Whispering voices of past echoes
From the remote valleys of bygone youth
Lie a thousand memories
Of unchained bliss
Lost in the yesteryears
Are the dreams unfulfilled
To unshackle the yearning soul
For it seeks to bring forth a free paradise

Eternal memories
Lie buried, dreary
For the screaming orders
Ask not whats to be done
But lead you unquestioned
On the path traced and beaten dry
Where blow the winds of Illusion and materialistic want
Dream no more
For every dream cherished
Reminds you of the heavy tread
Of a long lost lifetime