Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Momentary breakdown of logic

As you close those eyelids, and stretch those knees,
as you pull up the covers, as you prepare to sleep.
There's a world waiting, waiting to unfold,
with stories like you've never been told, with creatures without souls.

You step under the branch and carefully slide past shades, of dull and gray, of perfection and slaves.
You're crossing a riddle of reason and indecision,
you can jump into the haze of violet colored rays, or freeze dead the time, or the law of gravity that binds.

That levitation saw no failure, and made a new dimension appear.

She opened her closet to find absolute loss of logic. It froze her heart and she flew like a dart.
As alice once gobbled up to squeeze down her size, as she met a mad hatter and giant headed witch up the mountain. As the white queen bowed, and as proportion oozed to flow.
As the caterpillar smoked, and changed colors without hope.
With unicorns and dragons, a three headed dog.
With a talking frog, a flying hedge hog!
Or the tiniest mouse, fighting with a frown, with needle sized swords, and swearing away words.
 
She knew right then, her world is a blend, of things you've been told are always what you shall see, and demons or angels, can cause no fear.
It's all she saw in a year of living in flight, she learnt she must go back, where mightiest perish, with worry fright.

Our world is all you'll ever be in, if you don't believe ,it's not going to be a sin.
We shall not face quietly, the screaming night. We must not go down, just not without a fight. 

I must not stress on the facts i convey, there's going to be a doomsday.
You may run away stray, or face whats coming.
There's going to be slaughter, of the weak and unpromising.
I haven't seen this reality, in a thousand circles of sanity.
When you realize your darkest fears, when you visualize your end seeming near.
The powerful vibrations of unfolding energy. 

You have no choice, but to accept this scene.
It's the sleekest chance you have, but have no limits.
For you can't tell people, what lies in the unseen.
All i can say is, there is no point, in telling directly the story,
what you need to see, is how it got a base.

It grows and nourishes, until it's large,
And when you hit the peak, there's just one closet door you have to barge. 
Go ask alice, I think she knows =D

Monday, 20 February 2012

Travel past time, travel past mind

In the longest journey, chosen not so long ago, i find many a thing or two, out of reach.
The inability to foresee what was planned coming out to be carved into a steady path, but maybe it's one of the steadiest path's we've ever been on.
It's what differentiates the good from the great, the bad from the worse.

Never believed in crying out loud, reaching out to your desires and grabbing them by the hair.
But it genuinely uplifts the quality of pleasure.
In love and affection we find a soothing hint of trust, no matter what stood in between, the rays of hope never failed to pass.
Of course we've all learnt about the Tyndall effect, which in a make belief manner bends most usual light into a hazy cloud of dissociation.
We've seen through the darkest clouds of outburst and pain, screaming for sanity and begging for the pain to stop, meanwhile judging less the amount of smiling security and clinging fear of losing someone appeals to the mortal.
I cannot tell you whether to look for an answer to the questions of your soul, or wait for them to seep through the mud and reach the seed, and see how beautiful the plant grows, with fragility and patience, and care we see through all the laws of nature and guide a little spiritual insight into a friendly soul.

A broken heart bleeding to any generosity as it may seem, trying to heal the horrible pinching of seeking comfort in no more than a little boat to the shore.
Guidance, is the forte of success and a good listener always makes it better, even if you can't sail to shore.
You can dive into and endless ocean, of water filled reality, and swim deeper and deeper till desired quality of reason reappears, and then you could tele-port into mind numbing peace.

But is it reality? I tend to seek answers to unveil the evil face of roughness.
The bitterness in men. The weeping of angels. And the fulfillment, of hope.
The craving would never stop, unless you were be the craving.
That way at least, you wouldn't have to stop and worry.
All you would have to sweat towards, is trying to break into a bigger dimension, where craving be satisfied the minute you get it or where the bottom of the ocean is right where we stand over.

Where the answers are searching for you, but you are nowhere to be found.

Sunday, 5 February 2012

A WORLD WITHIN.

SO, there goes a story, that has been told a million times, a billion times sold.
It's yet another story, waiting to unfold.

The tale of love, the tale of hope, the tale of darkness, the tale of every other miserable folk.

A dream to be true, as genuine as new.
As open as a book, lies are only for crooks.

There goes a faraway land, by the name of satisfaction, it's gates have long been unmanned.
No rumor crosses, the fakes have been smeared, only from the test they had feared.
The test of truth, the shadowy game of tears.

Here emotions they teach, only cos they preach.
Make no mistake, mistakes are unreal, they're shaped to give the most honest deal.

It's the state of trance, of course! it's banned.
Not everyone can enter, here only the smartest can venture.
Once a fading coin is flipped, it can land two faces, for better or for worse, alas!
You can only measure.

Remedy for the mad-minded, therapy for those child hearted.
A forgiving gesture, to let go of the departed.
A welcoming lecture, to this new world we've started.

Here, the third-eye rules, and everything is crystal clear.
As crystal shines the substance, also as clear as thy reluctance.
Hypocrisy fails, as also fails belief.
Here we only follow our most certain trails and only work towards what we believe.

Follow through the darkest light, face your deepest plight.
And after you have won the MOST uncertain fight,
From this new found dimension, you will have gained insight.

Until next time.

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Short steps, shorter treads.


A smile to remember, a smile to regret, you have been living my shine.
Don't lose out, it's tender. Don't fall down, or surrender.
We'll sail past oceans and gray.

Little by little i come to the shores, where my own eyes are searching for tears.
I lost you so early, the days went so dark, you don't know how i've lived in this maze.
Now that you have gone past the shadows of my lies, We will find the voices dying in fade.

Don't you cry, my love don't you cry tonight
We've shaped our lives, we have won the fight.
We can now look past the cracks, we can now make it back, we will kiss the morning bliss today.
So don't you cry my life, the shadows overdue. I have been waiting for you.
Dreams are shared, tears are shed. Hope is dare, happiness is your flair.
I wander past my subconscious soul, flowing dark, into the bold.
I need no fear, i need no pain, a simple bond is all we strain.

To dry the blood, to wipe the mud, of my deepest fall.
Sooner than later, We'll have it all.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Never had someone like you.

Open your eyes, we're going home tonight.
Let the whispers in your ear, let love fill back into the blood shed by the dear's.
Look around your world, the memories have been burnt.
There's water all around you.

Water as clear as crystal in the sky.
Stories all floating, all in under the eyes.
The lighthouse shines, the momentary light.
Where flashes the past, when promises turn into dust.
There's a new place i've found, where you can hear every little sound.

Where you can feel, what really is to touch.
There are no lies, honesty is a must.
This place has peace, to find this place, there is a lot i must teach.
It's sacrifice, that counts when the heart is what matter's.
There's always hope, that glass can never be shattered.

Open your eyes, we can now face the sunlight.
Open your arms wide, it's time to quit the hide.
Walk freely, choose what is to be made.
Patience is virtue, we've survived our worst days.

This out here is to the woman i love,
With pride i seek you, to fill in my gaps.
You are the perfect one, you are someone who doesn't lack.
You've stood by my worst mistakes, 
You've held me close, I get what it takes.

Your strength gave me these dreams i  now chase, 
I need you to see, now there is a different taste.
Open your hearts ears, there's faith, we no longer fear.
I worship your presence, even if it's time to shed gallons of tears.

Open up your soul, you don't always have to do what you're told.
I've seen you be bold, your value to me is greater than any gold.
I just want to say, that i can't stand the thought to lose you.
I know it's hard for anyone to refuse you.

I just pray, that we can regain our paths,
This love's forever, it's always going to last.
Open up your eyes, take off that blind fold.

I can face an army of lies, i can face the sorrow's of temper.
I can take a hit on dignity or respect, 
I can close my eyes to all regret.
With you i'm strong, with you i can still feel my pride.

I promise to walk beside you , i'll catch up on our lives,
Even if to reach your heart, i have to drag myself a thousand miles,
Even if it breaks my soul, nothing will ever bring me down,
And with you holding my hand, baby i won't even frown.

09. 01. 2010 - 09. 01. 2012,
and so on...

Until next time :)

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Take off. Crash. Take off again.

This world needs a hero.

There is a time upon us now, the time where we see the light fade.
Of new days to come, of new moments being made, we've lost our shelter, we've fought, we've entered.
Entered into the darkest corners alone, here there is no throne, here there are no rules.
We've shed the tears, we've lost our dears, we cannot differentiate between the slaughter or the cheer.
We've dreamt up holes, we've lost our souls, there is no place in the heart to hold.
We've learnt our time, has been high and dry, felt no pleasure, we seek no treasure.

The coast is clear, but the cost is sheer, the drop has been too high, the butterfly has ceased to fly.
I cannot make right, i cannot share my plight, neither can i take a stand, it's no more unmanned.
The perfect bond, the everlasting bond, the unshaken fear, whether the end is near.
Look upon the sky, so bright, so light. Fly by my side, these instances need a guide.

Open up your wings, in the sun they will glisten.
To make someone listen, you have to sing.
There shall be no darkness, there shall be no sin, while the waiting flag has burnt, the ash of peace has turned.
The wind has taken its toll against me, there was once a fire, which now cannot be seen.
There is no heat, hence the cold feet. The time is now, where you cry out loud.

To save the world, to let story unfold.
To let the light come in, open your eyes. To let the light come in, face up and smile.
A push away, a footstep back, a gentle whisper is all you lack.
All was never lost, all is right here, the shell remains, rest is all tears.

The path is long, there are thorns and needles, there are demons in people, there are feelings to fear.
There is a loss in hope, there is loss in prayer. There is sorrow and death, there is trance, and there is regret.
Here is a portal so near, this is the paper you have to tear.
I live in the subconsciousness, i have no remorse, i like to stay here, in here there's taste.
In here there is trust. In here there's satisfaction and no person here to point out my infractions.

A mind of a poet, a mind with a muse, a mind wandering above the normal, approaching reality with the informal.

I donot seek a smile, against a dying promise. I donot fear aversion, I wish only for conversion.
I only seek a guidance, i only seek a path, where there is little conversation, mind overpowers my generation.

To understand the phenomenon, of wishful thinking, you have to give up the habit of blinking.
You have to see through the commons and the necessary, you have to believe in tooth fairies.
Of all the angels, and good in the world, my mind knew a decision, i didn't have to be told.
To have a possession and earn one is not the same, to have it taken and to have been blamed,
To lose the power of keeping happy, to face the guilty, to hang those who should be.

Now only losing faith is all that could trap me, but where really is faith? Where could that thought be?

There was once a bird, with mighty spread wings.
It flew high and above, beyond the sky.

It soared past trenches, it glided through the rain.
No cloud could stop it, no person could mock it.

Everyone was to know of the majestic creature.

The bird flew, for months and years, until the bird could go no further.
Why could the bird not gain any height, why did it stop is royal flight?

When asked upon, the bird looked down.
The people would pray, their hopes led astray.

Everyone wondered why it ceased it's journey, none got an answer.
The bird had yet it's story to unfold.
With deep concern, a miracle turned the world.

What happened next, happens around everywhere.
What happened to the world happens to people everyday.
The world realized, why the bird refused to go on flight.
They only had to know, why did the bird first take this endless patient flight?
How did it really get it's fuel, it's might.

The answer was clear, the end was near.
The bird had to fly with pride.

Without the happiness, the bird has spread, how else would the world have survived?

The bird flies again, till the world is sure of it's reason.
The bird will fly, the bird will rise high.

Sunday, 1 January 2012

Mirror, mirror, on the wall.

A long journey, a road so straight, you can see right ahead.
But oh, it seems to fade.

Sometimes we long for a moment to pause, sometimes it kills us if we don't move forward.
Sometimes we need to let go, sometimes we need to hold on a little longer.
By far this day seems spent, by sheer will power, only. Will this end.
It's can't stay stagnant, it's no longer a trend. For once in the motion, we all have to blend.

You can see the path fog up, you can see the blurry motion, you can feel the power of devotion.
Learning to believe is the easy part, learning to live in it, is the tricky dart.
You hit on the point, where everything falls into place, or you throw it towards darkness, for we always know what to chase.

I stand by the edge, no need to fall, we heard the call, we have broken the wall.

The other side, is bright, lots of trees. With pancakes for breakfast , with lots of cheese.
With smiley little elves, with chocolate shelves, with cravings for lust, with no tolerance for dust.
Where your mind guides, it's easy to go, in the ocean of imagination, it's easy to flow.
All you need is a chain, of thought, not vain.
No sorrow shall stain, no blood shall drain.

They're tears of joy, we've learnt about emotions like we learnt about toys.
It stays as happy, as the sun shines on us, there's warmth, there's hope, they smile at us.
Look behind and see, where these dark hallways be.
Beware, always, what could have been.
There's a chance you fall into the well, the well where your evil dwells.

It's soup for the soul, and all is good. As good as gold.
Be careful, but be bold, there still a long story, left to unfold.
Don't crush the paper, don't break the stick,  it's only a matter of time, before you open the chit.

Can you see how the cold game, turns off the cold blame.
Can you feel your head spin, can you hear your senses skid?
It's all a part, a part of the show, sit down now, we have a lot to go.

How will we ever find our source, how will we come across this force.
Power compels the fight, deep black shadows the night.
Come out, look over the plight, the timing is right, the trees just gained a whole lot of bark.
It's time we come out now, we don't keep all our light in the dark.

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Believe? Belief.

This rather strange insight tonight, i'd like to share.
It's only for those who dare, you shouldn't beware.

"Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable."


Sometimes the rightest choices make you think whether they did their part,
Sometimes the worst decisions shape out to be wins.
It's not about the loss, it's not about the pain.
What we only care for, is the conclusive blame.

With crystal clear skies, how can the shine be denied.
With crystal clear eyes, how can there be lies?
I cannot see, why the pain would stop, it's only the baggage we once shopped.
It's weaved and weaved into a ball, it'll roll and roll, it might break, it might fall.
But when you hit the bumps you see, a split second decision is all you need.
For what might seem the past you see, it might just be, or maybe you don't seek.
With shimmery white lines, with drops so fine,
with scattered little papers, with distance, with labor.
With all the work, and all those favors, the taste, it's worth so we savor.
As we sail into oceans blind, as we float past the golden skies,
It's getting dark, it's difficult to see,
When it's midnight past, it's difficult to feel.

With excuses we seek to bite into our vain,
This love isn't lost till we feel the flame.
It's fire, it'll burn.
Drop lies, it'll churn.
Be wise, it'll hurt, but at least you're clear of the dirt.
We once again fly, we're once again high.
We're gliding past butterflies, we're moving past enemy lines.
Fear no sorrow, Live no lie, And gain a smile, worth a lifetime.

Switch off the light, come back to life, there's a lot more in the world to see.
United, delighted, and so excited, isn't it what everyone want's to be?

Monday, 5 December 2011

You don't have to move on, to let go.

This cold winter night, in the memories hanging by,
i can feel you breathing into me, i can feel the sorrow seep in.
Tonight i'm lost in this endless hole, i wander across, i can see no more.
It's time that's gone, and time that's lost, we cannot win this now, it's time we go down.
The sea so wide, the endless sky, there's darkness all around.


I looked up high to clear the lies, there's no more reason to hide,
We should search for truth, and should believe in ourselves with pride.
We've seen the past, the shadows will last, just keep the flame alive.


It's now that we shall see, how deep is the cut, how far can we could stay shut.
I'm living in fear, don't hurt me my dear, why don't you see my pain.
Last time i lost, without a thought but now it's no less a shame.
My life is yours, i've opened the door , just walk right past and explore.


Exotic locations, and dream destinations , and laughter cracking over the floor,
There is nothing you could want more.
I've seen you bud, from flower, from mud.
This person i see isn't you.


If isn't so true, i shall see you through but baby don't feel my pain.
cos what i ask is something you can't mask. You can't hide your gain.
I wait for the lesson, the last impression.
 My eyes will haunt you forever.
I preach my thoughts, too long have i fought. 
It's time you made the decision.


Don't ever look back, if you go with your knack, cos then you're under the vision.

Thursday, 1 December 2011

Edging towards reality

The worst example and the best one are only those that you make of yourself.
The choices you make, the vision you see, the truth you preach, and the lessons you teach.

Carry yourself around with the thoughts in your head, 
wondering why you made that decision, wondering why you walked down that road again,
wondering where the end of this story began,
wondering why the happiness ceased along the path ,
wondering why it's getting dark?

You stroll down the hills, the up's and downs, paying your bills, trying to avoid sorrows and frowns.
It's your decision, you made it with precision, it seemed so clear then.
So why the thought, why the anger, weren't these roads supposed to bend?
I looked up to you, i thought you saw clearer, these stories have no end.

You make a choice, you hear your voice, you follow the purest light.
But then you stop, you look around, and the you're out of sight.
I want to know, what's there to show, don't i still feel the pain?
It's a simple task, you just have to shed the mask, it's not a flickering flame.
One question came, will you play the game, all you have to do is answer.
It never meant to be a tease.
Is truth what you really seek, or is it just me who see's.
It's not so hard to decipher.
At large, i'd say, people make mistakes which aren't meant to be forgotten.
It doesn't mean, that you drown yourself in the sea,
no soul deserves to be rotten.

I only pray, that even you can see the gray,
minds of those like's , lay the biggest spikes, will you still fall for the trap?
It's not the dark i intend you to believe, what comes after, is what you need to feel.
It's how you clear, the blood in your face, and the mess it left after.
Emotion has been the motive, there's no need to try and stop her.

It's all in the plan, we have the better of us to keep up the fight.
First thing you do is trace your steps right.
Only so i say this one last time, we never step down. 
Never will i bow more. The light will come, it never forgot her.

We never met a person who didn't need a little guidance,
but dismiss their past only till they don't disappoint your high-ness.