Desire for the new
Brought a crack on my window
The tables trembled like shaken ego.
The parasite of thought
Called to me as I forbade
Its unworldly ways,
For if I let the creeper in
I would be taken away
From earth’s narrow landscape!

I don’t have to be with you just to say I’m sorry
You really don’t need me to be with you just to make you merry;
If you only knew what I had gone through ‘girl’ to be with you
We would have been each to each genuine and true.

Now with the days and nights gone by
Like passers-by in the naked sky
You may call out someone’s name as though in earnest appeal
But I am not the one to come back to in case you wish to reveal
Wounds of a broken heart you should have thought it’s the same with me,
You don’t have to be with me just to say you’re sorry,
I really don’t need you to be with me just to make me merry,
I have my numbers and my rhymes to give me company.

I thought if you only knew what I had gone through to be with you
We would have been each to each genuine and true
But how it looks like I might be wrong about your true colours
As with the rough seasons infatuation withers like distressed flowers,
If you wish to ***** with someone more stylish and flashy
Please remember you are free to do so it’s his money!


You may call out his name as though in earnest appeal
But I am not the one to come back to in case you wish to reveal
Wounds of false confidence to think
You should have thought it through with me.

We don’t need to be together just to say we’re sorry
We don’t really need each other ‘girl’ to make merry
I have my numbers and my rhymes to give me company
To preserve my peace of mind I cannot afford another felony
To have you once again just to say you’re sorry.

Child of the unknown
Beware of the lion’s den
Before you think you’re alone
Note so are all wise men.

All these years repressed in demeanor
I was seen as a man who could only take
But in essence my pride was taken away
As I sought to reconcile with my lost cause;
Those were the times when I was urged
Against my will to speak my mind
But little did it occur to people I was thoughtless
Those were the times when I had to believe
That there was a soul in me I had to change
But in effect I knew so little about my potential
-A shadow of my former self
Shoved by those who claimed to be my friends
Pestered by those who urged me
‘Believe in the innate goodness of man’,
All they achieved was to make me believe
I was not the man they wished to idolize.
With my efforts in vain my feelings in disdain,
I embraced the pain that had consumed me.
Why didn’t it occur to my so-called friends?
I was not the man they were only capable of seeing,
For what was seen was the penumbra of the real being
And now when I come out after all my bygone years
I open my eyes with renewed faith in mankind,
What do I see in this brave new world?
-When I’m ready to give no one is ready to take
When my mind has opened up despite slippery slopes and free fall
Like the ‘Niagaras’ of ideas whose spirit was thwarted by delusions
Having formed for my mental conflict an undying resolution
There is utterly no one to share my thoughts with,
Might as well be no one to experience this despair with
The ironic truth of mankind in one bubble of apathy!

Like dynamite your fuse began
To explode inside my wonderland,
But all outside were still in muse
While I remained the least confused
You bred the painting all too well
Casting the viewers in a spell
As in a moment’s elegance
You let go waves of brilliance,
In that rare hour of doom
Distortions disguised hidden gloom
They saw only your happy face
A wrath disguised with careful grace,
I knew your painting as I knew you
A sky though clear is always blue
But then the gallery was gay
It had to be so let’s make hay!

Absorbed by a book I witnessed
A blizzard poke my brain,
Reminding me without will
The dust of my yesteryear
As though I had it imprinted
In my finger tips all too deeply;
Wounded by repentance
Now awake more than before
I speak to you in signs
Disappearing moments
Best left to the past
Reason would tell
Why walk that path common sense?
You are a liar who casts spells
On feeble minds that surrender
To the logic of your ways,
You are a liar who casts spells
On split minds that die
Oh how tragic are your ways,
Let this sorrow be
and let my past live once again
To set me free so that
I may face the freedom of my life
Without eternal *******.

In friendly spirit my heart brings town
In cheery gait disappears the frown
From the eyebrows and the lonely face
From the ecstasy of wind comes grace.

The shop closes in the morning soon
Before half hour disappears the moon
The stars have vanished like my thoughts
The wind has wiped out the holocaust.

The light appears as the misers say
So much for the righteous way
If the natural heart can come to light
Why give in to hypocrite's slight?

Finally wind wipes out all
Before man's reason appeals to call
Senses are like lies of steel
That wind and time can justly reveal.