The Chameleon is as beautiful as its surroundings
So the surroundings affect the chameleon's beauty.
Yet, if there is no beauty around,
it'll be the chameleon who interferes with
the surrounding, being now the
"beautiful chameleon in a beautiful place"
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC
Try harder, try harder
Your best isn't good enough
Keep pushing forward
Keep pushing
A song will show you the way up
Rain washes off
The ***** jokes
They've pulled on you
Now stop
Think what you have done
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 9:56 AM UTC
I
As long as the wind blows,
As long as the river flows
My heart shall beat for thy,
My lungs shall breath for thy.
I shall wake in every mor,
I shall sleep every dawn.
II
For you made me realize
How good it is to be alive.
You came in a time of sorrow,
As my heart was empty and hollow.
You caressed my face and brows,
Until you made my heart melt to the ground.
III
Now when I open my eyes
Everything is new and bright.
I don’t care if it is too good to be true,
Just don’t wake me up if I’m dreaming of you.
And if it is really a dream
Leave me there, let me die in peace.
IV
In the severity of this world
Life comes to the words
For those who won’t love
To someone who offers gold.
Gold stained with tears
Drops that came from fear
V
For in the severity of destiny
It’s yours against my identity.
It is the waiting of oblivion my sorrow
But now my heart isn’t hollow
So I can still sigh when you smile
And my soul and my mind will reconcile.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
Care not for the glass
For it is the cut that hurts
Mind the trap
So your fingers won't bleed
Look forward, not to your sides
Stay focus on the good,
Touch not someone else's heart
Just touch your lady's moons
Mind the gap of spring
Where lays ahead
The trap of summer
Disguised as autumn leaves
Reconcile your heart and mind
Reckon your pace
Find equilibrium in kind
Not someone else's face
Atlast it is rewarded
A smart heart and kind mind
Atlast it is best
Not to search, not to find.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
Dark of skin
Tall and beautiful
Looking is impossible
Stop staring as well
Such a silent method
Such a cruel thing
Just a glimpse is heaven
A word is paradise as well
Brown sugar she smells like
Brown honey she tastes like
And mine, just mine.
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
For a sign you ask
A sign is shown.
Look up and down and to your sides,
For a sign will be revealed in front of your eyes.
Open your eyes, heart and ears.
Have faith and let your body feel.
This is for you and for you alone
For a sign will help you, keep your eyes above.
It’s materialized as a nickel you did not have.
Its result is to give it away to those who don’t have.
For it was never yours, nor it was mine
It belongs to the one in front of your eyes.
Let your body guide you; that is a sign.
Let your tongue speak; that is a sign.
Feel the warmth of the skin,
Feel the taste of those lips.
You don’t hear, for you write.
You don’t see, for you read.
I am with you every day,
Open your eyes, you’ll see my face.
I am the true one, and I bring the truth.
For I am the God, I am the self.
I’m in your soul; I’m in your head.
You see on your left your God;
You see on your right the Self.
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC