To be or not to be
That's me.
Love is my God
Peace is my sword.
Love all
That's my first and last call
To be here or there
I don't care
Spread love
Embrace nature
Love is my culture.
To be or not to be
That's the way we should be.

I still remember the day
I said it
When I was kneeling
Touching your feet
I love you dear
Being away from you
Makes me fear
You are the first
And the last
You are the world
That's my only word
Tears rolling over my cheeks
Have made of me an artist
An artist who paints with his tears
Your portrait is not for sale
Cz I am your only male.
Without you I am nothing
Your presence is like wings
Making me fly so high.
You made me someone
When all people around
Saw me no one
But something.

I am the truth
In a world  of hypocrisy
Each pretends to possess the truth
Jack and Ruth
I am myself
They were taught to memorize
And I am here to criticize
I am the truth

I shall go up north,
as north as I could possibly go,
trekking the wilderness of darkened hue,
to have a little adventure with you.

Shining lights from everywhere,
as dark a sky as it were,
greens and blues of a multi-color fare,
I wish I can be there to enjoy your every flare.

Tiny disturbances can be so magnetic,
causing an atmosphere to become electric,
as far as the elves have been to arctic,
I bet I haven’t seen anything more mystic.

You looked like the wishful green master
that was ready to grant all my wishes, yet
seeing you up close was a
dream that was more than all my wishes fulfilled.

Maybe, you really are that genie from a bottle.  :)

thinking in quiet
at the end of a busy day
about what you have actually done
can yield sobering results