I spread my chest under
To have your bare feet of love
With my innocent feeling
I kiss, you kiss me back
After rolling in delight I cling to them
To be carried away from this shore
To a lonely place where atmosphere is thirsty
And the sun is very hot
Where I am made the king, the sand of desert
You my queen, the wind of ocean
To be lost in the whirly storm of passion
Only to rise up next melted away
In each others arms
With heavenly grace in the light of moons.
Cutting through the darknessBut before I perceive anythingI become really sickNothing new I findEverywhere there is a brilliant discourseOn the topics and of the same old clichesAnd all around in abundance spread and scatteredThe scarcity of wit and eleganceBefore my pride bursts into the sky with a bangSomeone comes near me and in whisper I…
Reality never cares who says whatIn volume without words let it speak.
For the profession once i was inBut no difference it brought to meAs I knew any how I had to be aliveThis is the only truth I learn from lifeIn this false and capricious world.
For his domestic use of fuelSuch is he an innocent cruelWithout knowing that some are herbsExperts, out of them, make life- saving drugsOnce taking it as a worthless pebbleHe threw a piece of diamond tooIf he does no know the difference among themWhat will a piece of diamond or a twig of herb can do?
If you want to know mineThen go to marketOr to a house of a farmerAnd think that I am a watermelonOr a water melon exactly looks like meWhite green from outsideTake it up in your handAnd split it with your old corn knifeLift its heartIt is real red, soft and juicyOozing and tricklingWaiting for your…
Where bloodIsn’t spoiledSuckedAnd spilledVery cheaply!Beautiful and niceBrief and onceWhere lifeIsn’t rottenWastedAnd guttedWithout paying heavy price!Soft and tenderFair and careWhere loveIs not a trapA trickThe gameOf a freakOut of faith and beliefWords and deedsKnowledge and wisdomHonour and dignityWhere humanismIs not pollutedAnd strangulatedOut of sympathy!Where is the LordFull of love and mercyAnd changesHis friendsWith his own hands?
