Home

Home is a dim, half remembered thought, 
Like a quest of old, by knights long sought.
That humanity, for an ideal, furiously fought.
Home only a dim and faded dream, 
Like leaves carried rapidly by a stream.
That bring to mind, memories, so serene.
Home a place to finally rest my weary feet, 
And under that old live oak, take a shady seat.
And at last, finally, once more feel complete.
Home is where my heart should be, 
I hope it went there, when I set it free.
I pray that it's there, wating for me.

Wanted to smile

Have you wanted to smile, 
When you were crying? 
Just to grin fo a while, 
While your heart was dying.
To let a faint shadow, 
Cross your face, 
So that no one would know, 
How your heart did race.
To look everyone square in the eye, 
Even though you soul was aching, 
So that others looks you might defy, 
Even while your heart was breaking.

Caught the wind

Have you ever caught the wind, 
And just held it in your hand? 
Have you had an open mind, 
While it blows throughout the land? 
Blowing by you as you stand.
Have you ever reached up high, 
And caught the wind by surprise? 
Reaching for it as it goes by, 
As you opened wide your eyes, 
And found nothing in your hand but lies.
I don't imagine anyone can boast, 
Of such a feat of great renown.
Not one soul from coast to coast, 
Has ever witnessed the wind bound, 
With ropes and chains, securely bound.

Ghost

A ghost of a man stares back at me, 
From the mirror on the wall.
So different from the man I used to see, 
The long summer's turned to fall.
The auburn hair has turned to white, 
The eyes are sadder now.
A long life now in it's twilight, 
So many years gone, where and how? 
But I won't complain, I never do, 
I'm glad for what's come my way.
There's not a moment that I rue, 
And I thank the lord for every day.

God has his ways

A clear blue sky, 
The breeze in the trees.
What more could I ask, 
To feel so at ease.
The sun on my face, 
The birds and the bees, 
Yes God has his ways, 
To put us at ease.

Life of mine

Life is Universe, very vast.

Life is Water, continous moving.Life is Air, all over the place.Life is Season, changes with time.Life is Ocean, very deep.Life is Time, unstopable.Life is Meaningless, can't be understand as easy as you thinkLife of a Student is reading.Life of a Teacher is teaching.Life of a Father is motivatingLife of a Mother is caring.Life of a Scientist is new findings.Life of a Engineer is innovation.Life of a Businessman is profit.Life of a Player is game.Life of an Actor is play.Life of a Poter is luggage.Life of a Fisherman is fishing.But life of Mine ... is the opportunity to grab these all. 

Let me spell it

life is not this or that
life isn’t lemonade
life tastes like rubber
life is when shite hits the fan
yet you’re still able to see
paintings of wondrous talent, 
seas of sparkling memories
and skies that mirror your desires
life is when you slip and fall
it takes away a leg
but gives you an extra arm
life is not fair, it is treacherous
but it sure is one thing: 
a painful definition of adventure
with a sprained ankle or two
from overdoses of fun
and being a junkie of a drug
called, let me spell it, l..o...v...e
life screws us over
but it sure knows its way in bed

Nameless price

When I saw you first
I didn’t need a second glance
I knew that I had stumbled across
beauty in its rarity and such a beautiful chance.
I wasn’t to know my heart could 
burst, like it did again and again
after the barrier and barricades
of the world were broken down –
Revealing true beauty
that really does exist –
in personality and connections.
Forget vainglorious bodily curves.
Forget how they can be shaken
up and down on the town.
You alone revive me, love
in your usual glow and night gown.
Forget mirrors, forget your miracle
face cream and reflections, 
please seriously forget those 
deluding morning inspections –
They crush the bed of pink roses
that grow so sweetly inside.
Don’t do that to them! 
Their beauty is pureness.
They brighten and sweeten
the garden of lives you touch.
Everyday a new fragrance
And a new shade of your lovely stories.
Just remember you are welcomed.
Basics will suffice, 
You – au natural – my dear
Now that’s a nameless price. 

Move on

Should I be the one be getting all the guilt
Like I’ve done nothing right, all I do is wrong
I know I can’t stop thinking what went wrong
Why I never wait, why I had enough
Now it seems where just hurting more
Though we tried our best, we shed too much tears
But who’s to blame? Is it me or you? 
Not because you stayed it means I’ll carry all the cross
So I guess it’s time, the time to moving on
Stop the tears, carry on, and appreciate the love we had
It’s moving on but I won’t forget all the memories
Though I made mistakes, but the time I had with you is true
You always seem to show your love is more
More than what I have, more than what I can give
It’s killing me like I never did something right
Do you know how it feels? Do you see my love then? 
We should have solved our problem then
Why not answer your call, why not talk to me that time
Do I have to go before you tell me what’s going on? 
And you know now it’s too late
All we have to do is accept the fact we act
I know I have my wrongs, I know my patience run
But now the time is moving on and it’s for you
Just don’t forget about what we had, goodbye
Now I know you know I have someone new
And I know this time I have to make this right
Can’t live my shadow in the past, so I had to move on
And I know I wont make this right if I won’t move on
So after all the love we shared, the pain
I thank God above for the time I had with you
Can’t pretend the love was good but it has to end
The memories will remain though it’s time to move on.

Blood Passion

love is written in warm passion blood 
life is written in lust stirring flow blood
union is written in rich soul merging blood
blood in all union gift birth children born
blood bled in surge birth new life 
blood corrupted death end finale life
blood love warm pure pumps renewal
blood flesh pierced sword's blade 
blood climatic performance act ends
blood in taste of virgin experience death 
contradiction the birth of life the birth of death 
music cosmic soars at moment of conception 
a moment seals love passion or life rape ripped 
life poem writ contains such complexity such depth
lucky are lines life focus love given in glad glee read
glad for startling insight thoughts reflections merry

Life is beautiful

If you choose it, no one can get any...but lose a lot
When a flower was faded
You needn't to die
When the sun was down
You needn't to die
So why you want to choose another way to live? 
You don't know that world is perfect or evil! 
When you die
You can't see another beautiful flower in bloom
When you die
You can't see the red hot sun's out
Yes, you can't see it~because you die
No one wants to abandon you
And god loves you too
But all of this 
It's you abandon yourself
you thought that death can remove all of your pain.
But you don't understand
The biggest misery is live in beauty but you don't know it! 
Before your mind controled by devil
Before you come to another world with 'Hello'
Think about
Life is beautiful 

Til i believe

Sometimes I believe that this world is not for me.

And sometimes I believe that I'm done waiting for someone for me.

And then sometimes I believe that life is no longer worth living for someone like me.

But then sometimes I think it can all be taken away with just a blink.

So I hold on, 

hold out for now til I believe that you no longer need me. 

Timeless

Walking slowly into the dark
I feel so good within the black, 
The coolness of an June night, 
Vanishing shapes, bottomless sky.
For witness of this late wandering
So far away, the weak starlight.
Silence around, a darken pond.
My steps amazingly so loud
That they made stop the frogs' song.
For some moment, the time slowed down,
Bringing an interlude in life:
Through what was left of the landscape,
All blurred into sullen disguises,
I was also left to my mind,
As a sunflower in the night,
Turning back to its inside.
Within this moment, out of time,
I surely felt the starting life.
This invisible air from outside,
Was so serene and was so quiet,
That it nurtured my deep inside.
Back to myself, I had found Life,
Deeply sparkling through each disguise,
The tree's, the bird's and also mine,
Revealed, though covered, by Human at Night.
:
Delicate scent of a timeless place!
Promise of the bliss, to breathe!

The wings of tenderness

The tenderness has wings
on which hope is striving to build
A home made of eternal links.
When tenderness has gone,
When hope in pieces is torn,
The wind preys on it close.
It carries it through its blow.
Anxious questions then from this flow:
Where does hope fly? Where does it go?
How can it dawn? Can it slow down?
Hustled in the air, here and there,
By cold or hot downpours drenched,
Swung into storms, dived into clouds,
Is there a hope for hope to fall
Within some eyes, some mind, some soul?
A way to bring back a life's glow
In hollow man, in a shadow?
A sweet heart in some corner,
Some lovely words told in whispers,
Have a power that some do know:
They make the wind slow down and bow
To let hope flee and find a way
Out of all trouble.
The wind can blow, the rain can fall,
When tenderness is back again,
all wings unfurled, kissing the air,
Hope can breast and it can brave
All frightening storms, bitter despair. 

You’re watching over me.

Death was something I never wished upon you
I still feel like there was something we could do
to bring you back, erase the past
and make all the memories we had last
You were stronger than any man I knew
and the accident you had, ended you 
now a piece of my heart is missing
and the only thing i do, is keep reminiscing 
I’m weaker now; everyone can tell 
that ever since you left, my life’s been a living hell
crying myself to sleep at night
nothing makes sense anymore, nothing’s right
It’s been a year .. eight years, feels like forever
and each night I pray, that things will get better
I have to accept that you’re gone, let it be
as long as I know, you’re watching over me. 

Willows leaves

I sit alone beneath a weeping willow tree 
To ponder thoughts I keep in memory; 
The sky above is a delicate gentle blue 
As were your eyes, alight with love so true. 
I never asked that we be here forever 
Only that we stroll through this life together; 
It didn't seem too much to ask for then 
Had I to do it over I would ask the same again. 
You deserved much better than you got from life 
You knew only hardship and bitter strife; 
I pray that it wasn't altogether all my fault 
That it may ease my conscience in my thought. 
I will always hope to meet you by and by 
Amidst peace and happiness somewhere in the sky; 
If it be the will of God above 
We may dwell always in the light of love. 
As a little child cries into its pillow soft 
I hear a faint weeping coming from aloft; 
Might it be only the sound of a vagrant breeze 
Flowing sadly through the weeping willows leaves?

I can See

I can see my heart stopping and beating once again, blood coated in a torrent of my broken-dreams.
I can see the mask I put on again and again, only to show those exactly who they didn’t know.
I can see the tear singly falling in the deep currents of pain that controlled it. Driving it to be lost in the vastness of endless tear-dropped sea currents.
I can see my lungs pumping fast and hard, then stopping with the hope that they’ll never have to start again, and then crying with the pain of starting once again.
I can see my feet running forever. Never stopping. Always looking back.
I can see my eyes bleeding, forever the witness to pain and suffering.
I can see my hands cutting, trying to understand what true pain felt like.
I can see my mouth twisting, forever tormented to be stuck in a smile chosen to be pleasing.
I can see my ears screaming, trying to drown out the noise of anguish and pain.
I can see my skin burning, always never warm enough to help.
I can see my soul screaming, and I’m free falling in my soul of darkness.

Never Never Give up

The silence masseurs my sound barrier
Breaking all that I am left inside, insanity
Letting go of the ones I care about
It’s become an art form, graceful
It seems it’s the only thing I’m good for
Holding on till there is nothing left for me to hold
It slips between my fingers, in vain
I’m nothing more then a lonely memory
Left to die in my own fabrication of this life
I feel like my existence is falling to pieces
And I can’t help but deem this is my sentence
Lost to comfort, all kinds of words unexpressed
It’s my own silence that I’ve been condemned
Lost to advice, that’s never followed
It’s my decisions that founded my seclusion
Lost to those who really care
Or maybe more to the ones that really don’t
All these people are locked inside
Until the day I free them from my mind
Lost within the darkness
Lost beneath the light
I’ve run out of road to pursue
I’ve got nowhere left to hide
Step out into the sun
Sleep outside beneath the stars
I must burn down this barricade
Before it drowns out all strength
I will succeed and I will get lost
And with any luck, once the two collide
I will blossom in my dream, my dream
Maybe its then when being lost
Will my sense of failure simply just, vanish 

Human !

Why some of things remain as ever? 
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease 
Good people always remain calm and quiet 
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate 
They know for sure that it is all by destiny 
Decided and given to us by almighty 
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain? 
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence 
Rather than passing it to others at once 
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time 
Think of good and deliver the best 
This is the crucial time and good test 
As days don't change and nights remain? 
Why at all we throw goodness in drain? 
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish 
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish 
Human life is as such beautiful and lively 
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower 

Treasure

Forever in my heart.
Radiantly shining in my eyes.
I love you beyond measure.
Every time I think of you, I smile.
Nicer than others you have been to me.
Digging deep, I shall find no treasure worth more than you.