Walk Past By Seaside,
Be Calm,
Be Casual,
Don't Be Angry At All,
Keep Your Secret Long-Lasting,
Refresh Back Your Mind,
To Be Peace ,
Be Loyal To Yourself,
Be Generous,
Be Grateful,
Even Your Life Is Upside-Down,
Don't Care About It,
It's Gonna Be Alright,
Just Be The Way You Are,
Everything You Do Belongs To God,
Hold This Head Up,
Make Hay While The Sun Shines,
As Happy As A King..... :)

Thank You to the judge
for his high self esteem
for his wonderful ego
which made him feel like a king

Thank You to the judge
for falling into the trap
laid by the cruel criminal
resulting in punishing the innocent

Thank You to the judge
who failed to differentiate between
right or wrong,  just and unjust
but still felt that justice has prevailed

Big Thank You to the judge
for his application of mind
and for the miscarriage of justice
which ruined the life of the innocent

No doubt the judge was honest
No doubt he was good
still unknowingly he became a shoulder
to hold the gun of the culprit.

enlightening with flowers a shade wrapped in dark night
tasting a hidden soul in fruity and luscious lips
setting the world on fire with a hug huge & wild
-with a kiss i am chained yet i’m glorious & free

i kiss your mouth of orange & drink heaven in it:
no more the day gives light, no more the moment beats
The universe is dust, the world a rose of peace
& every light is born from the bright of my tears

i give away all care, regard, worry & dream
i cast thinking away & sing & whirl & cry
& like a wounded bird i fall mad at your feet
& beg you another moment as begs a begging child:

stay close, close to me–like branch & air with wing
stay close, close to me–like mouth with breath & kiss

I seek. I strive. My mind
is completely absorbed.
No hiatus between my
experience, knowledge
nor practice. No bounds
between means and end.

Or, between life, living
and the imagination.
Neither in and from all
the things in my being,  
mind, aims and learning.
Above all, no division, for:

“I am part of all
that I have met.”  (Tennyson)

Tobias

I run out of patience, I run out of time,
Life's clock tells me I'm running out of years;
When my mind's weary,  I run out of rhyme,
Why is it I never run out of tears?