Is Life so vain?

Tranquility the silent dream,
oozed out the springs of the mind,
devoid of rattling thoughts
and dried of the well of overwhelmed
it flowed through the veins
veins of my body down
into the ocean of my soul..

Imagination

Soring high above the sky
I have given my dreams
the wings to fly...
To touch the stars and the moon
and hide from the sun at noon
Behind the clouds, I would play
hide and seek with the birds,
and dance before the lions prey,
as the king is about, to pounce..
I will swim to the depths in the sea
and find a shell of ruby
and shrink to a nuclear size
or grow more than the hills..
Thus i will dig out all the 
hidden truths of God and 
uncover the parts of me
which lay in bondage with 
my body...
Thus if its folly, i wont mind
but my imagination will grow..

Bottled inside the vile of compose,
is the venom of passion
dark and string hard
it corrodes the walls of reason

It is raining outside
the land stands drenched,
its raining outside,
with the lighting and the wind,
as the flash of light,
graces the eyes...
its still raining; raining out side.
The thunder creeps in late
and resounds in the dreams,
the dried leaves and the wastes
float through the muddy gullies,
Its raining, it raining outside.

My Ruler Pluto

Here I am on the zodiac chart
the seventh of the shining stars,
with infinite passion and will
and a zest that can kill.