Pave the uncertain roads for me, I’ll take your curiosity for a ride

And certainly I’ll fly through blurred out skies, a memory in my mind

As I drift off into a distant dream, I’ll keep the horizon close

Tell me when the sun starts to set, I must pack the stars and go

And bring a flashlight for when it’s dark, so that I can watch you glow

Oh dear old moon, take me home, Before it starts to snow

I’ll start my climb towards the tide, and listen to the mountains echo

They tell me dear, keep loving fear, it only brings us close

So take me on a journey, with the universe in my pockets

Take me by the hand, as we fall from the edge  

Towards an uncertain world

A father to his daughter, A sister to her brother, a mother to a son, and from me to you:
“if you ever find yourself alone then follow the light of a million stars and you’ll find your way back home.”

I’d watch a thousand stars with you
Hand in hand, watch you gaze into the sun
And write your words into the sky
Look right through you into the future
Watch you grow and watch you fly

Imagine that you become your dreams  
Carry you on my shoulders when you fall
And follow you up when you want to walk
Then let you run into a sea made of a millions stars

And I’ll wait here, with my hand reaching out
If you find the darkness, then follow all the city cars
The streetlights and the moonlit faces
Think of my hand reaching out
As if we’re walking up that hill
Think of all those starry nights, and follow all the way to the sun

Lastly, be your own light in your darkest hour, and the world will be yours

The world will turn its corners
But I’ll wait till dusk to start a new climb
These December dreams will take years
A thousand sunsets and glassy tears
But I’ll find a way to walk along jagged edges
Take unwritten roads and mysterious paths
Meet the sky in its vulnerable darkness
Befriend the moon that likes to hide
Pledge my allegiance to the shadowy earth
Embrace the petrichor and the want of rain
I’ll run in my sleep, towards hollow skies
And drift away in boats dancing in turquoise seas
But if this is how I’ll find myself then let it be
For I am only who I am, when I am set free

An Unwritten Story

I. (The beginning of a journey)

I held the stars in the palm of my hands
Walked along the edges of the horizon line
And wished for the sun, the moon and the sky
To take me home back to the times
When there was nothing but starry eyes
And dreams of hope in my my mind.

II. (Caravans and escapades)

Maybe somewhere along the way
we could stop by the past that binds
Drop some pennies into a fountain of love
Wish for wishes and some better luck.
Maybe even some brighter days
The things we’ve wanted all along.

III. (Reality in the form of gold)

But now I’m staring at a line of gold
Where the sun touches the ground
And the flames take my hope
As I open up my fists and let the stars go
And watch them as they take their place
Perfectly in your starlit face.

IV. (Destinations and dedications)

I’ll stare right into the waves of light
The endless constellations in your eyes
Look for rolling hills in your darkest time
Be the dawn on one of those bad nights
And wake up to the sun in my face
For we’ve made it to the horizon light

I speak to your silence; philosophies and my darkest dreams
I speak to the velvet petals that sink into my skin at the slightest touch
Or to the glittering sea as sunlight showers down its grace
I speak to your sadness; songs and glorious days of remembrance
And we get lost in enchantment, or somewhere along the shore
You tell me fake stories and I listen to them with all my heart
I tell you about sad songs, and you take me away from my guilt...

I speak to your memory; things I’ve never had the courage to say
But now you’re lingering on the surface of ice
And I’m a thousand miles away

I’ve been thinking about the night we would meet
And maybe it would go something like this:

the constellations would colour the sky with wonder
the stars would start falling like the rain from yesterday
the petrichor would seep deeper into my bones with each falling drop
The night would be endless and the moon would take me home
You would be waiting at end of a long day
Arms wide open and a smile on your face
You would bring a new story to read, a new world to face

So I’ll wait with the sun, until I slip away
Counting sheep and laying in my bed, I’ll finally understand what these wonderful nights could mean
This could be my last chance; to find a new  dream.

You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland

I wondered where you were and who was I
And whether I would see the skies through different eyes
If birds were flying over our destiny
Would the sun still colour you like you colour me
Would the rain skip your steps and leave you dry
Or drench me in the cosmic catastrophe that is your dream
I’ve asked the sunset to linger a few minutes longer
So that I could see the colours reflect on to your face
Take a thousand picture of your smile and forget what it meant to blink for awhile
I’ll give away my breath to your heart, to keep it beating for you whilst we’re apart
And when the night starts to go black
The stars will twinkle bright and guide you back
I guess this is a final goodbye from me
Just remember to feel alive and
Keep your ears open for they’ll tell our story
And call it “the day when the wind parted from the sea”

If the world was a stage and I was a play-write:

The wind: It was a musician, the muse of a heartbeat and whistling was its charm.

The leaves: The companions of the wind, they were the strings of the guitar. Dancing towards oblivion.

The flowers: They were the painters. A vision was their purpose. They played with colours and mystery.

The sun: It was the stage light, as it glowed upon the sounds of music in the air, the surface of the leaves, and gave life to all the trees.

The stars: They were the show stoppers, dancing in the sky. Revelling in the attention from the eyes of the observer.

The moon: The shy wonder of the night, sometimes barely visible. As it timidly sets the stage for another afternoon.

And lastly,

You: With a thousand stories to tell you’re in thousands of places at once. Looking for mountains to climb and things to design. You’re curious and too quick, never on the stage but merely an observer, but secretly you’re the whole show.


There are a thousand stories to tell,
So I’ll tell you a secret to this mysterious show
The script is blank, the pages clear white
And every minute new words appear
For I am merely following sentimental alliances
Just an observer watching as the future becomes clear.

I saw the constellations in your dreams through a telescope

The navy blue skies that reside in your eyes were painted with nebulas of hope  

A figure made of a million stars moved around to the music of your heart

And a dreamy eclipse wearing a ghostly white waited for a new start

With just one glance into your hopes,  I was staring at the sun, the moon and the ethereal skies

It seems I was looking into the windows of the galaxy to escape to a world of glowing fireflies

Somewhere along a shallow coastline, stood my sandy feet listening to wind chimes

I’d stare the ruthless wind right in the face
As it takes the shape of water and drifts away

Over the distance of a sea of blue, waves would howl at the moon for you

The sun still sets with a thousand colours, an artists sky made of wonders

The rain still falls with the beat of a drum, and every drop is my heart calling for one

The grasses sway with the dancing wind, to music written on the cracks of your skin

Summer comes wandering in, in the shape of a nomad searching for bliss

I watch the changes of your time, singing songs and embracing the climb

If I told the stars what I know of you
They’d shine even brighter through the blue
And if I told the sea what you used to be
Then the tides would start dancing underneath the moon
So take me to the sunsets that never seemed to leave
The ones that would glitter on the surface of your view
If I told the wind what I remember of you
It would whistle in its glory and carry me back to you

Chase after moments and collect them like I collect the stars in your eyes.

Dance with the moonlight when you’re feeling ok, and I’ll watch your smile as I find mine.

Tell me your sorrows and rain down your greys. I’ll water the garden that you planted in my heart.

Kiss my forehead and watch me as your lips move to pray, I’ll keep your hands within mine.

Don’t just be my mother, be my moon and my sky, and I’ll dream of the night time.

I was standing on firestones
And your eyes were like the sun
Pools of vast unknown
Watching my faltering silence fade
And when I was dancing out loud
And my words were my aching feet
You had swept away
To watch over another sea
As I was wallowing in my defeat
Waiting for the sunrise
To talk to you in silence, the mother of my speech

Between the freshly picked flowers,
and my never ending thoughts.
I found a place to leave my dreams,
So that when I find myself wandering,
Into unknown scapes of remembrance,
I can throw away petals that spell my name.
I’ll stand by the water, my hands full of flowers,
and I’ll throw them into their graves.
Knowing that one day when it all turns around,
They’ll be reborn and I’ll pick them again.
I’ll drift off to sleep and dream of the bay where I would let them go all over again.

Sometimes there are words on blank pages,
If you look closely enough.
Sometimes there is music in the silence,
If you listen closely enough.
But it all comes down to if you see it,
The spaces between the letters,
The messages in my whispers,
Or my cunning subtlety that screams in your face.
Sometimes my eyes recite poetry,
But you’d have to look into them to know.
Sometimes there are prayers in my blank stares,
And sometimes my silence is a drum.

Remember me?
We talked last year,
I was the cold
And you were still here,
I would talk about my dreams
And you’d disappear
And as I would dream
I’d look for ways to keep,
My hands entangled in your destiny
But I guess it was never meant to be
I was the cold, and you were the sea
And wherever I am, you’d never be

I found myself lost in the wind
The coldness creeping up my skin
Right through the threads of my clothes
And I remembered just how free I was
Amongst the raining leaves and swaying grass
It felt like I had left everything once at last
Wondering if the wind could carry me back to my mind
So that I could gather my thoughts and be redefined

Oh beautiful wonder, how terribly i’ll miss you,
You taught me to love in the colour blue,
With your endless brush-stroked seas,
And skies blended with azure hues.
I’ve fallen in love with your scent that trails  along sculpted roads
Even your dark corners, that I’d never dare to tread
You’ve latched on to my heart by every last thread

Oh beautiful people, how terribly I’ll miss you
You with your melodic voices, and hands of gold
Your language flowing through the wind,
pulling my heartstrings with every word.
And your welcoming faces, laced with a stunning smile.

Oh beautiful city how terribly I’ll miss you,
You with your crowded streets and busy nights.
Your nocturnal nature alive with your city lights,
bright lights that steal my every gaze,
And your laughter that will forever ring in my ear.  

Oh beautiful wonder, only for you
I’ll have to leave my love here
For it is all yours, and one day when I fall in love with another place
My heart will pull me back to you
For it it still says your name.

Underneath the moonlight you’d sit
Somewhere where roses would be
Just so you could smell them at night
And in some other corner of the world
I sat surrounded by the sea
Of your wave like memories
Soaked like petals in pouring rain
I’m dreaming of blossoming
And taking away your pain

I was nervous for things that had yet to come
Constantly thinking about them
Shaping my thoughts and my prayers around them
The future had me caged in a timeless loop
Of overthinking and anxiety
Like a dark tunnel leading to the unknown
I had turned off the lights to my today  
And expected that I would see my  tomorrow somewhere in the blackness of yesterday

I’ll surrender my thoughts to you
They didn’t mean much anyway
But I know you’ll find a way to break them
And find what they really have to say

I’ll surrender my doubts to you
They still hold some pieces of my heart
And I know that you will take a few
And give it to the world

I’ll surrender my heart for you
For it’s already damaged enough
But I know that you will fix it
It’s what you’d do for love

I yearn to see the starry sky
And admire their sparkle in your eyes
But every night is cloudy blue
As the stars only seem to follow you
But I don’t blame them for their wonder
Because if I was a star or even the sea
And I could move ever so freely
I would flow along with every wave
And find myself right by your grave
And when I’d look up at the moon
someday, somewhere very soon
The stars would find their way to you

I like to dream in puzzles,
And finish them on the bus.
With my head against the window,
Thinking of dreamt up love.
I like to dance to music,
but only in my head.
Sometimes I’ll talk to people,
but I always take back what I said.
I like to tell stories, only to myself.
I like to be with people,
but talking isn’t my thing.
I hate it when I’m lonely,
but I’m better when It’s just me.

When did grey skies become more welcoming?
When did cold breeze wrap the city in warmth?
When did gloomy nights turn into endless laughter?
When we came together again without a reason or excuse,
Every rainy day was more beautiful than blue skies
As we all sat inside telling stories and remembering old times.
And I watched from the staircase
As I was too young to understand,
And to me it was nothing, that we were all together again.
But now that I sit here older, with life lessons under my hat
I yearn for those days when the rain had kept us in.
For a drought has taken over our history and every excuse is like the scorching sun
And now I sit on the staircase thinking of those times once again,
When it was nothing to me that we were laughing
And now it was worth more than any prize.

I’ve travelled to places where darkness lives ,
Places where sunrise has never been witnessed,
Navigating dark corners of navy blue mazes,
Night skies colour the ground with unfiltered darkness,
Rocky paths lined with slivers of moonlight,
But somewhere underneath the starless sky,
Is a city scape that lights the places where the sun doesn’t rise,
When the people smile together and unleash their joy,
The stars start to glimmer like simple reflections,
And slowly the sun starts to rise once again.

Find me a world of my own
Tell me my story, tell it over the phone
Let the static blur the lines
Between crowded rooms and lonely times
And if the world is looking for me
Tell them I’ll be in the clouds
Finding a place to breathe out loud
Amongst my dreams and all my visions
I will breathe in my own illustrations
So if the world comes looking for me
Tell them the Nefelibata is finally free

Somewhere in the sea of turquoise
I was lost in a boat made of my dreams
If you ever wanted to find me
Then I’d be hiding in the hollow shadows of the free

I’d be in the smile of a survivor
The tears of a lover
The hopes of a dreamer
Maybe even in the lies of a believer

Somewhere by the rattling earth
Or floating in the seven seas
But I’ll be where love goes
When you’ll be looking for me

So if you ever try to find me
I’ll be in the places you’ll never see
The places where your eyes will miss
But your heart will be set free

I’ll be in your laugh
Or maybe in your dreams
Where ever I am just know
Somewhere in the hollow shadows
I’m waiting to be seen

I’ll borrow the past With nothing to spare
Nothing to give, and nothing to share
But rather I’d hope to steal my youth
And run from the future back to you
Some place we could hide in the shade of today
And disappear before a new day
And I know that when I’ll open my eyes
another day would have passed me by
You’ll only be a memory never to last
So instead I’ll keep dreaming of borrowing the past

I’d look upon the hollow sky
Watching the birds fly by
Feeling like a lone wolf on a crowded street
dreaming of the traveler’s breeze
Letting the heat touch my covered skin
With all my mind sunk in the blue sea
I’ll be somewhere the birds would be
When winter strikes my hollowed heart
I’ll find places with dreamers like me
Looking upon the hallow sky
Drowning in crowded places
Made for people with hopeless dreams
And I’ll walk through the rain
Ripping through the man made seams
And find my place  in the hallow sky
Where I could fly in a traveler’s dream
Alone no more, just being me.

Under the sea of stars
I danced with my hopes and dreams
they haunted the night sky
As ghosts of what used to be
Blanketed by the innocence
Exposed to times greatest tricks
Lied the happiness of a hungry heart
Made from the starlit sea
That swam in an ocean
Sewed with loose seams
That let the smiles slip
Whenever you’re asleep
And under the sea of stars
Danced an untamed me
That hadn’t seen the light of day
But I was always lurking
Alongside my hopes and dreams
Swimming in the shadows
Of nighttime’s greatest greed
When man fell asleep to music
Made by the soul hunters
That took my dreams from me
Only to place them under the sea
Where stars of past hopes
Waited for my forgotten dreams
To once again dance alongside me

I was waiting for the sun
With midnight I drifted off into the waves
The seamless sea wrapped me up
As I swam in between the cracks
That made your smile run

And when the only thing you can hear
Is the sound of my breath
You’ll know I’m alive enough to sink
Below the surface of your fears

And I would drown to save your soul
Even if you pushed me down
Because i’d wait for the sun in your eyes
To gaze into mine and a burn a hole

I was willing to fly away
But you made me swim instead
And now I’m caught up in a net
Where the light would never come again
Somewhere in your heart
Where there’s nothing but dark stars
I would be waiting for the sun
To light you up again

Ok, it’s time that I tell you the truth
It’s the smallest of things
But the biggest of news
And I know you’ve been at your edge
Eagerly waiting for me to forget
It’s the smallest of secrets
Nothing insane
But it might just save another day
So when the rain falls
And you call my name
I’ll tell you the smallest of things
The words that whither when untouched
The words that flaunt way too much
The words that people throw anywhere
The words so small that you might not even care
But they’re the smallest of things
That hold the biggest of truths
I surrender from hiding so I’ll say them too soon
And if you can catch my whisper to you
Then one day I’ll say it, I love you
It’s the smallest of things written for you.

The sun would never tell me
What I had to lose
I let its rays burn me
And deepen every bruise
I would still sit in the summer days
Wondering when winter
Would come and let me lay,
On the dead grass
On cold afternoons
I laid there freezing
Wondering when the sun would come through
But wondering was my weakness
And the weather was my foe
I couldn’t help but feel it
Underneath my toes
As the rocks dig into my skin
I looked upon the horizon
Letting the sun sink in
To once again be burned by another year
Passing through the cosmos
Fuelling my every fear
I lived in a quiet place that rapidly grew
But the windows kept me bounded
And the sun was there too

I live amongst the shadows
Lurk in shades of black
Keep my voice echoed
And leave my heart upon my back
Because my heart beats in cages
And yearns to be free
But if it weren't for my ribs
Then I wouldn't have been me
I live amongst the people
The ones with open eyes
They sleep in the shadows
And I bathe in their lies
and when the sun is shining
We hide under the clouds
Because a place so perfect
Is a place we're not allowed
So if you come looking
We would never be found
As we're locked in our cages
And our hearts are unbound

You...
The light I never saw
The morning of despair
The remembrance of a soul so fair
A world of forgotten happiness
And a day of burning desire
Countless light reflections of everything we missed
And thoughtless chatter, I'd admire
And if it was still lacking
I'd take photos of us too
Paste them in my dreams
And keep them just for
...you

The time when the sky is greyed to hues of poignant blue
And the mist haunts the the ground
The cool breeze slitthers around your ears with secrets and stories to tell
When warmth is just a distant memory
And the sun seems to have escaped the endless loop of its cycle
Yet it's not night nor is it day
It's not dawn nor dusk
It's when you unravelled in the chaos of the dead leaves
And payed your debts with blankets of ice
But your grudges held their place in your sleepless nights
And your restlessness laughed in the face of forgiveness
Your stubbornness smirked at the idea of redemption
Yet you still wondered why peace escaped you.

When they saw her walking on the streets,
They saw oppression, dehumanization, and inequality.
Whilst they oppressed her with their vision
She wore her cape of grace, her drapes of black chiffon
Which also covered her face
free from all the judgment regarding beauty and ideals

the world was threatened by her walk
Although her posture was humble
She still walked with queen like grace
For she was super women and her Abaya was her cape
Her Niqaab was her shield form the worlds disgrace
And her Hijab was the crown she wore with all her grace
And she was a true woman
A woman oppressed not by her faith
But by society's obligations
She IS a woman empowered,
Empowered by her faith.

It was when the stars fell that I knew
I would never see the ocean blue
And when the sun stole my gaze
My eyes couldn't see the days
When the night was cloudy and greyed
Since then I never felt the breeze
Of sunset leaving me unseen
But the truth lies in the eyes of the sea
Where there is no place for me
Because I live in the winter greys
But breathe in the summer days
And in no world could I be two
Unless if I was with you

I wandered...
Across an open field
And felt the waves of sea breeze
I tasted the salted waters
As drops landed on my face
I wondered...
Whether home was a mistake
I thought about the people
The graves and faces I left behind
Not thinking that I was home
All along
I waited...
For a distant train
Or a letter of reconciliation
Maybe even a voice calling out my name
Or a ticket of desperation
A message begging for my return
To a shallow place
And I wrote...
Back to nothingness,
That I was home,
By a deep sea,
A vast field of my memories

I distanced myself from them
Because I wasn't a kid anymore
But turns out neither were they

To be empowered is to be proud
To be proud is to be hopeful
And to be hopeful you must fear
Because to fear is to be human
And be human you must withdraw
And to withdraw you must have a soul
And to have a soul you must be alive
And to be alive you must have a heart
And to have a heart you must let them go
And to let go is to be empowered

She was a forgiver
And he was a river
Where all her tears ran free
From his lies they came to be
And he held his hands out to the sea
And begged for forgiveness
But she was a lover
Who couldn't really see
The life that he left her
Was burdened with his mess
And she would clean it
With the water of her tears
She would sweep it with her cries
But to him it was all a show it was all lies
Cause he knew a forgiver never cries
Instead she always dies
Inside.

Although I am a dreamer
I wasn't really free
Even though I was a realist
It was a dreamer I would be
Because I was lover
I couldn't really see
And since I became a hater
I was always hating me
Then I was a sister
But one I couldn't really be
And then I was giver
But Giving was not free
And someday I'll be a mother
Only then I'll be me.

With my feet above the graves
I can see the ghosts of good laughs
And the souls of endless tears
The hearts that beated for each other's arms
But it's the sound of recklessness that swallows me,
Every other passerby looking to be free
To linger in the shadows of evils retreats
I heard them from far calling across the sea
I saw all the faces of hopeful need
Lost in the rubble are all of their screams
I can hear them calling out to me
Because what you can hear is what you can't see.

The winter mornings are unlike others
When casting shadows of dark dreams have retired,
And all that's given is glory and fire
Fuelling the sparks of the sun on a new day,

But summer evenings are just as magical
The night of warmth with no sign of being tired
The dreams that are coming are already floating in space
and the stars are shining with grace

Yet spring afternoons are always enchanting,
With droplets of rain that are always dancing
There is nothing like the gleam of light shining through foggy haze,

And even then nothing compares to a midnight in fall
When winds are whistling
And trees stand tall
Colours changing with every closing eye,
There is nothing like the seasons at all

If I could see the world I'd paint it so the blind could see it too
So that they could hover there fingers over the strokes of France and Italy
Or maybe they could smell the culture from the continental divides
Or maybe they could just envision the architecture at its easel
But what's the point when they can already see.
When they can touch the world and feel the boundless gravity
The kind that holds its ground in rich escapades
Or maybe they could hear the gunshots of the hate
But what's the point when paintings will warp soon.
And even with all the paper paintings and all the paper planes,
We might even see the world too.

Her stale lips were ripped of faith
Her tears were just mere stains
Left in the drought of her ashy skin
The life in her eyes was escaping with every drop of water
The water was as hot as fire
Like the dreams she wishes she dreamt
But those Were her nightmares in daylight
If it wasn't for her soft reflection
She'd be floating
Her thoughts cloud the world
As she pulls the grip of her dreams
Away from the sleepiness in the air
She was an insomniac
Who could only dream

Wonder is knowing that your questions will never be asked,
and that the thoughts that make you shiver are just your biggest dreams,

Plans are what we bring to our hearts when we are deceived,
By the maps laid out by our own two feet,

Hope is when the sand sinks into the sea, letting you walk free.
Love is the sound that lingers in sweet nothings, with whispers of enchanting declarations,

Fear is to be stripped of all your rocks and bricks you've laid out, to be senseless in absolute innocence,

Sadness is the forbidden things that crack our very soul, the things that play with your eyes in absolute silence,

Joy is the cherish made of the winter cold, to find the good in all icy things,

But what are you? What am I?

We are the the words that no one spoke as no voice could do us justice. We are the smiles that never crack on all the shy faces.
We are the smoke that rises in the air when candles are burnt out because no matter what you do we are still lingering about.