Hard winds
keeps on coming
hitting on my face.

Sun shines
all the same time
blinding my eyes.

Waves coming
very much so inviting
becoming my only solace.

What day it is
what place is this
Answer is there
I can see
but cannot see
the book is open
unreadable

the seamless
more I know less
up to the point
I know what I want
till nothing to
wait for
the sour feeling
keeps coming

driving slow
not missing sun's glow
it is bright
like always
beating on its own
the little heart
from its start

many branches
of the root
all stretches
out
to find a better place
participating in
every race

further apart
from where I had started
no closer to the end
it is no better than
if I just stop
midstep

it is not money
not for this journey
all I do
is do it more
candle is melting
all the wax
how can I reform
myself

The structure
all that matters
is that it stands
no fall, no toll
it is not as simple
to make the life boat sail

Colours mixing with each other
there is a new colour born
a new shade
taking the new shape
blinding the landscape

spiralling out of control
not in hold
spilling its content
without intent
ripping over
and under
unclear
emptying till it disappears
it is gone now.

If we raise all the boys right,
we won't need to raise the girls any different.

Is it too late for it not to be too late now?

When people are talking
conflicts are erupting
even when everyone appear calm
some feelings are harmed

Using the most cutting weapon
we do not know how to control
The tongue has the most victims
no one considers at all

careless whispers
and the screaming match
hurting all those who matter
deeper than mere scratches

Resentment stays
as the words replays
and the distance grows
even if it does not show.

Sometimes,
meaningless things are more meaningful in life.

Cherries and poppies
raspberries and strawberries
and fallen red leaves,
a burning memory.

sweet words,
they all disrupt
what facade,
just for show
kind reminders,
not kind at all
it is bitter,
so am I.

sweetened the truth
it is just half lies
and hidden facts.

not trusting
even the ones
who have perfect alibi
never doubting their bad intentions
whatever that could be
it is the smiles
the one most doubted feature
innocent evilness comes through.

Fall now
in the traps
or later
the bruises will
make their presence known
give me the worse pain
when on ground.

The chances are never perfect
I am disappointed
because the world has never stood up to
what is ideal
what is right is hidden behind the veil
Innocents are tested each time
and the fight goes on.

Bending the rule,
using people as tool
dead and alive
making every fool
and the normalcy
spreading this sickness
over what is going on
so wrong.

Moving on
getting over it
forgetting every little bit,
we stick to our lives
protecting us
what possibly how
we can also be duped
and save ourselves
from becoming the national news.

No one is willing to listen
and so I write...

I deal with the nervous excitement differently,
                           I freak out completely.

We do not own the earth
     no one does
          it gives shelter to many lives
              lets the mother nature rule the way.

The consequence of humans breaking the rule
countless times
the balance is disrupted
It is killing the earth slowly
affecting flora and fauna.

Humans may try to find another planet to disrupt
try to pollute other spaces with their selfishness
Taking advantage of Earth's kindness,
leaving behind the unrecyclable waste
The disaster is set to come
And the destruction will be worse.

Save the Earth now
let the life grow.

Death comes alive                                
               when someone is going to die      
to take them away from life.

I am not on war
but am constantly
fighting.

Your intentions spark in your eyes,
I'm smiling listening to your lies.

What a human knows
is just half the truth.

Nobody is correct in the end,
is always proved to be correct.

I'll say much about everything
except what I really want to say.

flames and ice
the river flows
still picture
highlighted features
all the arrangement
all on its places
but in the end
rich stains
is all that remains
ruining the perfection

the sound of chimes
early in the morning
with the bird's music
a magic of its own
in a trance,
the green scene
quite a vision
with clear skies
nothing could destroy
true beauty
of this time of sunrise.

but as the day proceeds
cars and humans
bring along the chaos
the glum atmosphere
gloomy weather
lost is the cheer
and the nature
which shined through early
there is what is left of
something that was
   rather too unreal
beautiful.

We can travel far away
in our own world
leave all the baggages away
just you and me


Leave the past behind
we'll move forward
nothing to look behind
you'll be the only shining


From the heights and down
through the dusk and dawn
while we'll be laying down
we'll feel right at home


Feel the delight, the heart
all that to divide
mending the broken heart
without the missing parts


Those memories with them
the beautifully ugly ones
time will forget them
but heart remains adamant


Despite me and you knew
but we'll pretend
all the same old and new
celebrate our solitude together.