And me three thousandAnd half laterWe were on the same boatGrazing from meadows to meadowsGazing the beautyOf her rivers, hills and valleysUpon being tired as a travelerWe pretended to be a guestTill date you never returnTo the land you belongSo is the caseWith me and my clanBut where do you get the guts fromTo claim…
Put my mouthOn dirty and cleanYet,Nowhere that desired differenceEverywhere I getRepeated, boringAnd raw sensationFatigued and tiredI returnOn a roadWhich I traveled several times beforeNow I sit and countNot timeBut starsAnd my pulseTo find new directionIn lifeNew meaningIn wonder and lifeAnd tryingTo turn every red lightInto a flameIn themEither I will glow againOr burn into ashesAnd…
The world do not see them twitteringTo perch on lightThey are the treasureKept in darkWaiting for a thiefBefore you steal my heartI will open the doorIn wonder people will seeThey are coming out from a golden cage
And turned back to seeI found nothing significant and mention worthyJust a blue sky and some fallen leavesI smiled and the silence smiled back tooAnd told me all is well hereThe dead are super fineAnd running life in absolute peaceWay back to my homeTreading a road, glossy and smoothMy heart never feltNor any suffering heart…
Is like fanning fireAnd nurturing a treeBearing fruitsA hard seed insideAnd a soft fleshy pulpFull of false prideLike that of a hard core egoist.But to be religious isNice and fineBut the problem starts with youWhen you sayI am holier than thouBe it,Holy or holierBut I am lessHow do you know?How you measureThe holiness I holdAnd…
To have a hand over your headTelling all is well.
I am accustomed to this semi -darknessSince the time I am born without lightNow I enjoy a bit more to my advantageBecause everyone is in the same stateNeither can they get joy like that of a dayNor can they take this as a night and have restThis moment brings for meAn opportunity to rid of…
They allDanceSingAnd make noiseBeing irritatedYou catch and scold onlyLoneliness.
once i was born rather wish to overturn myselftop side down and spread my roots into the skystill if it isn’t going to work then I would smash myhead against the wall and let the dust break intotheir home, i am always ready to bear all thetroubles of the world to throw the headache offto…
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