My Scattered Thoughts Vii

Would you like to let me try to read the book of your life though it's not written in my own language rather it seems to be written in Greek? i am sorry, how can i read these alphas and omegas of your life? but, let me take another try, would you like to let me stay to explore the realm of your mind so vast? though i don't claim to perform the feat i just wish i could read the starry dreams scattered on the skies of your closed eyes would you let me break the seal of your obstinate soul, the marble, stone, cold soul? once broken, you will remain no more hard, because i am there to pick the shards of your torn heart-but No, my apologies! let me be bold enough to take all the tall claims back, i realise i am a timid dreamer, (not always but now it seems so) i wonder what this poetry is like the old romantic 'deceiving elf' it makes one forget the narrow bounds of one's own courage level, yes, let me be bold enough to admit you are beyond me like Greek, you are beyond me like Mathematics, like myth, i surrender before me - - - - - - - - - - - - i give up!