I wish
I have the craftsmanship of Shakespeare
to draft my words that you’d hear
and my feelings towards you my dear
so they sound like a page out of poetry
then swerve you into the hands of me

I wish
I have the baritone of Bob Dylan
to shout my words to a beautiful tune
and my feelings to woo my woman
so they catch your heart like a retro hit
then your love, it shines for me bright


I wish
I have the vision of Michelangelo
to draw my words that I dearly hold
and my feelings in red green and blue
so they amuse you like a little child
then your love, it grows for me wild

I wish you’re mine
I wish it all the time
I wish you’re in my sight
I wish you hold me tight

I wish.......

I open my eyes
And I see darkness
The darkness of the world
in its shadows
where the sins are hidden
and only whispered about
The sins of the victors
grinning widely
as they share the spoils
of the dusted cities
and build walls and camps
to bury their atrocities
And they feel just fine
robbing the naive and the poor

I open my eyes
And I see darkness
The darkness of the world
deep and shallow
where the feelings are forbidden
seldom they be abound
The feelings of loneliness and despair
even with people around
as I wander places many
filled with faces so empty
The places I’m ignored
to question my own existence
The faces may light up
in my perennial absence

I open my eyes
And I see darkness
the darkness of the soul
which was never loved
when just to be becomes a burden
on the fragile heart
that beats fairly off rhythm
and barely surviving
Sometimes the beat goes fast
An urge to end it all
All that is this heaviness
living rentfree in my heart
Sometimes ending it all is to grant
peace to the parched soul
to grant freedom from this world
slowly running out of love
Running out of hope and joy
To this world I wish I never come back

I close my eyes
And I see the darkness
slowly fading away by the light
at the end of this torturous tunnel
patiently waiting for the kiss of death
As I feel the life escaping
numbingly through my veins
A sense of relief hovers over
my heart, it can finally rest
No more sadness
No more pain
No more agonising over the times
spent in vain
The light brings a sense of calmness
As I close my eyes one last time
One last gust of breath
And there I lay
where I belong
In the comforting arms of death

This world is a telecast live
In here we are all cartoons alive

Hey Mr Hank
An artist of highest rank

I felt bad
For my little blue bird

So I let her out
I couldn’t keep her quiet
anymore
Oh the times she humbly cried
Every time I ever tried

Her darkness receded
My guilt, for her light, we traded

As she leapt with her wings spread wide
I took a deep breath, turned to her and said

‘Fly through the winds and the bends
Soak in the countless nature’s trends
Sing till your throat feels dry
Test yourself how far can you fly’

‘There is not a cloud you can’t reach
All the silver linings they preach
of the failures and what they teach
That one more time, we all must try
Test yourself how far can you really fly’

‘It is not a victory waiting to be secured
and boast and claim all the miles you conquered
It is to challenge yourself all the way
to embrace the freedom everyday
And remember when I say
Test yourself how far can you fly
How far can you really fly away’

Me, A mirror
I'm a mirror
People say I'm pure
My thoughts, always clear
I show the world what's out there
Never hid a feeling from the ones I like to the ones I fear
Then I got hit, by a stone or a spear
I didn't see, was busy reflecting a liar
My heart is brittle, I broke a little - my way of shedding a tear
Now I'm being thrown away like a dried up flower
Don't leave me please, I need you now more than ever
I look around, I see more and more
abandoned souls without a smile or a cheer.

Welcome to my dark world
With unrequited love,
An abandoned mirror.

Everyone in this hole
has two different souls
One over there
another right here

One for the confused
Another for the known
One for the amused
Another with a frown

They never meet
Be it day or night
Fight! One shouts at you
Think! Another winks at you

They keep running apart
For your whole life
To keep them close and tight
is to know yourself