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Without doubt, I often ask what life is all about, And if I so may say, It seems much like a theatre play. With humor, a comedy, Without… a tragedy. Hypocrisy we get for free, Sincerity, costly for both you
Laughter springs delight Soar with twinkling eyes Carefree in belly rattling frenzy Each dimple feigning innocence To collapse in deep crevice joy Bathing in warmth its Echoed resonance tireless Soothing my furrowed brow Dug out in times of trouble Mined
Your friend, my friend… Friends again Who else could share… Our fears, tears, smiles, kisses, memories? Painful time when ours is not No heart, no mind, could replace Your face is all I see Your love, all I need… And
Find happiness in nature, in the beauty of mountains and scenic stature, in the serenity of the sea, in the rustle of the tree! Find happiness in friendship, in the fun of doing silly things, in crazy partnership. Find happiness
I’m a little weary, I might need some sleep, Reality I’m exhausted and I can’t even speak. I am feeling fine, yeah sure I am okay, Reality, I’m screaming but being drowned out anyway. Yes I am excited and I
The storm has settled, the rush is dead. After everything that could have been, Flows pain, bloodred. Emptiness rises, The tree shakes no more, whirling tears, beaten down without a sore. The foundation burns, as the heart laid bare. What
Hero never whispers, makes all clear Before man born were in ancient world lies? They say it wasn’t solid transmission Words been spoken aloud Slow pictures out of focus getting sharp Surrounded stiffness of plenty spikes You live in the
I can never betray you for sure, Neither can leave you this way, For you are the one who taught me everything And nothing what I’m today. Everyone believes praying is a must, But I say that’s just a trust.
She is the first and last woman; Her hair is one thousand color waterfalls, nature briefed in her two almond eyes, her eyebrows two gardens riding on astonishment whispers, her cheeks two apples rolling down from Paradise always fleeing away
Yesterday I took a trip, I flew across the stars and galaxies and landed on a planet just like ours- Felt the waves wash me as I woke up, Sunshine and bright happy clouds – Grassy pastures, Tall trees swaying
Jerusalem exults with joy: Behold ye Christ the King! He is the only true envoy Elohim’s. Let us sing The chants of faithfulness and love, True Love of ether high, Whose herald is the peaceful dove; Turn hearts to Jesus:
My feet can’t touch the ground when you’re around Since your smile makes me leap while your gaze Effortlessly keeps my head in the clouds While I’m unwittingly tied to this place. No song lasts longer than Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Sweet
Sometimes I feel like a princess Even when My hair’s a mess The morning dew has dried Before I stumble from slumber Haphazard teeth brushing Scrappy tee shirt, bikini tied Splash Water on face Awake! Princess comes alive Where the
In the topic of magazines. I sat on the cover, close to the reflection of her eyes. Relaxed in the greeting of open arms. She paused, sitting upright. The gap between us now closer. Allowing the invitation of smiles. Our upright becoming
Breath on my window silently screaming out for a certain Scorpio but it’s like you’ve just disappeared, like a ghost in the blinding snow, the fire here inside is warm but I feel a chill craving your hot, hot lovin’,
Full moon in the sky, curse of the werewolf on the rise And the poison runs through his veins and then The man becomes the beast once again… FULL MOON OVER WEREWOLF going in for the kill Tearing through the
Did you not hear the fireworks last night when you kissed me? could you not taste the explosion? oh where was your spark? was it me? Did my teeth not dig deep enough into your collar bones? Did my hands
Morning came and dreams walked out, A savage life was knocking my door With harsh iron hands holding an unpalatable casket Loading grey flowers of troubles having colorful multitudes Immaterial my blinking desire, my aversion and perturb It ran in
[VERSE I – Desperation] With the eyes that cannot see, Behind a mind that always dreams. Came the world shaped in black, Torn apart at the seams. With the ears that cannot hear, All the lies and darkest fears. Came
A way to the outer world from inside Is the window – an agent certified; Gloomy, depressed, woeful world Is made happy with a small riptide Which comes to the sight of bide Who live in and try to bestride
NEGATIVE STREAKS Self glorification is trying to impress one self Putting down others is to cover ones short comings praising an incompetent is to seek favour Covering up ones own mistake is the step in wrong direction Over looking the
Every day in his life was hell, Repercussions he could hardly spell. He endured drudgery to pay his bills, No time for Netflix and chills. Man, he never had the privilege of peers, His world was always shrouded by petulant
When my heart breaks I weep as I’ll weep for days, With weeks that’ll go by without any sleep I’ll stay wide awake, Where I’ll wait here in the same old tiring place, With nothing besides this woman on my
From chronic sort tedium must rise above to explore Life beyond old drudgery since long not felt before While in indulgent misery the core had twisted askew Time to rid of past clutter to rewrite lost verve anew Dump affecting
A nebula rises unfazed after fission: after a fractured debate, greed crouching on the wrinkled noses of rugged bouncers. In remote history someone was burning itself out. A black eye surges forward, sings an ode to championship. Ankles swell up.
Please introduce me to a beautiful day That will be filled with love and gay. Let me listen to an eternal song That will stay lifelong. Tired I am. Exhausted I am Facing many trials Of evil deeds Of helpless
This girl have been cooking food for her family, she used to have a promise for eternity, that she would be with only one person, her parents would have chosen that man in person, but one fine day her innocence
A school in a village without any pastel – Divine Child which never cares for riel Strives for excellence. Does propel The children upwards and rebel Against injustice gigantic or sea shell; Strives to let its stars and carvings excel
We are mere children of the void. Specks on an infinitesimally small mote in limitless space. Lost by size, overlooked by indifference. A universe indifferent to our existence. The stars will shine, the planets will spin regardless of our future.