A desire so deep; a cliff too steep,
A vision not spoke in the night when I woke

If only I'd known, I wasn't alone,
in this small simple though, my tongue'd be caught
in the clench of my jaw, and put halt to the paw,

And the flight of the disc would be put at great risk,
by the bank of the brook, with the strength that it took,
to keep one's word, and doubt what I heard.

Though I know not to vie, for soon I shall lie

Under the glow of The Moon.

WIFE and servant are the same,
But only differ in the name :
For when that fatal knot is ty'd,
Which nothing, nothing can divide :
When she the word obey has said,
And man by law supreme has made,
Then all that's kind is laid aside,
And nothing left but state and pride :
Fierce as an eastern prince he grows,
And all his innate rigour shows :
Then but to look, to laugh, or speak,
Will the nuptial contract break.
Like mutes, she signs alone must make,
And never any freedom take :
But still be govern'd by a nod,
And fear her husband as a God :
Him still must serve, him still obey,
And nothing act, and nothing say,
But what her haughty lord thinks fit,
Who with the power, has all the wit.
Then shun, oh ! shun that wretched state,
And all the fawning flatt'rers hate :
Value yourselves, and men despise :
You must be proud, if you'll be wise.

Scars on my wrist
Relics of a still breathing era
Reminding me of all the battles
I had the misfortune to lose
Tears on the pillow, blood on the sheets
I'm just a boy with a tragic past
Who longs for the day when I'm dead at last

Just last night
I had a strange dream;
in it; you were an ocean and I was a stream.

My love flowed to you in an endless supply.
It flowed in the stream and could never run dry.

As I flowed into you,
we blended as one,
sparkling and blue under the warm summer sun.

Together we shared our hopes and our dreams,
we loved one another and created new streams.

The cycle went on,
and so it should be,
the new streams flowed down and into the sea.

I will never forget that wonderful dream,
where, in it;  you were the ocean and I was the stream.

far from the doom
where all flowers are in bloom
day to day silence
heaven like place

there goes the armed forces
who wants to conquer the fortress
aimed to **** the light
planned to attack  at twilight

when the war broke up
the night filled up with weep
where blood replaced tears
and bombs mobilizes fears

hope had fallen apart
vengeance had occupied the hearts
revenge had clench the souls
agony is the sound that crawls

without seeing the dawn
the place will suffer incessant pain
paradise which became hades
where no one can determine the limits

Reality is the stage upon which I play the fool & lover.
Delusion is the Act, not knowing one from the other.
The Past, a script,
Memorized to poison the mind.
Hope, a costume,
Worn to keep the heart blind.
Falling into bed,
the curtain raises from the ground.
Quiet whispers in my ear,
house music thrashes loud!
I Perform with passion,
putting faith in my troupe.
Convincing the audience
My story is true.
Scene to scene,
They see no flaw.
Each song & dance
Inspires awe.
In the end my cheeks, they shine,
like all the roses that will fall.
My eyes stay glamoured
with the curtain call.
The lights come up,
The morning sun,
They cheer, they kiss.
But the show is done,
they have had their fun.
It was pleasure, it was bliss.
Take a bow.
I played the Lover for a night.
I am the Fool now.
Exit stage right.