I pray for a lucid dream tonight,
In a sky colored carpet floor,
Seasoned with bluish tulips
on the ground,
In a pure white long dress,
decorated with pearls,
with happy people beside,
Seeing tall pine trees,
With a calming cloudy weather,
Bits of sunshine
that balances the mood of the setting,
Singing behind the white cottony curtain,
Someone's listening
and waiting for me,
Curtain opens,
Ended the song,
Take down the microphone,
I see someone from a bit distance,
A sudden music played,
That made everyones happy tears fell
and touched,
I walk towards where the man is,
Blurred, but as I go forth to him,
Little by little,
He is getting clearer
From afar, I know
That it is you,
Waiting,
At the end
Of the altar.


-A.M.

Sugar turns into salt
whenever you sprinkles it
to my heart
Words became knife
whenever it is written
by your mind

-A.M.

Under the sky is a girl
Looking at the stars,
Gazing at their beauty
as she opened her window,
And when she sat on the bed
She felt worried and confused,
About what tomorrow may bring

Lullabies of crickets,
Deafening the silence
Of the night that howls for that time
Chirping of birds
While the trees are swaying,
How will she dance thru the wind?

Darkened room,
Colder night,
No blanket, just what she wore
Typing every words
That fills up her mind,
Until when will be
the last drop of her tears?

Her sweetest smile,
Is her biggest cheer,
Look into her eye,
Hears the loudest cry
But she will just turn it
into a poem,
and tone it for a song.


-A.M.