Whenever I see a bear
I remember you my dear
The way your sleeping face looks
the lazy face you make while reading a book
the softness of your voice despite being a bloke

They may seem like flaws
but to me they're absolute *perfection

In just moments*
All were blown away
By the exposure in red,
All I could think of
Was the pouring "blood,"
That my values were dead.
Focusing on my face,
The camera takes an image,
What I looked like seconds
Before my imagined carnage,
Unfolding right in front of the lens,
Spilling my feelings out for once.
Still I only dreamt of it every night,
I'd finally ended it now in hysteria,
Spraying  my worthless "blood" that
Spattered and ruined your camera.

Twins of you
Face to face
Shocked to what they see.
Wandering if this could really be.

The revealing lies that they have just seen
Mad at the world
Because they have learned
This is who they have become.

They can't take no more.
Shatters all over the ground
Piece by piece
Standing and just staring

Finally realizing that it's just me.
I am my own person
And I just needed to be set free

I can not that long road at all                                                                                   Simply because it looks like a dead-end ...                                                              That tunnel of hope extends endlessly ,but                                                               There might so stumbling-blocks ahead ...                                                                Clouds cover all those pretty and brilliant stars                                                      Up in the high skies ...                                                                                                  White doves hover over our heads                                                                            Looking for a safer haven for themselves ....                                                               Cars with flat tires are useless anytime ....

A mountain is always higher than                                                                          Any deep valley ...                                                                                                    Love never seeks selfishness                                                                                     Simply because it's great ...                                                                                     The pretty sun always rises in the east and                                                            Sets in the west ...                                                                                                     Tomorrow will be better ...                                                                                       Today is better than yesterday ...                                                                           Peace always prevails ...

There are waves that                                                                                                Look like mountains and                                                                                         There are mountains that                                                                                       Look like waves ...                                                                                                    There are clouds that                                                                                                Look like winds and                                                                                                Winds that look like clouds ...                                                                                 There are seas that                                                                                                    Like like skies and                                                                                                     There are skies that                                                                                                         look like seas ...                                                                                                     There are many images                                                                                       In life that look like other images                                                                        Here and there ...................... .

If I can write your mind by words and an everlasting strokes of emotions and weaknesses over you, i'll write you a love song and will never stop until my hands go bleed...

If I can speak to your heart to mine I'll respond every questions that you'd asked for me a long time ago...

If I can see to your eyes how you'd wanting the ocean and the silence that needs to secure then I'd grab your hand and hold it for a moment...