Music is a part of one's growing heart and soul

God's gift for the creation he made
and designed on within time and void

Music itself was a born soul
of it's own living in us to soar

It is a powerful and fearsome
soul to tends to overpower
us at our weakest or golden moments
at hand to strike in silence

At birth, birds sing and bell chimes
to welcome the new souls
come forth from the heavens

At death, the sound of the fallen rain
and bells rings to pay their goodbyes
and respects for their met again with the gods

I am neither a musician nor a writer
I am a plain and simple soul
who adores writing, singing,
and paint my soul out on paper

Music brings joys, happiness,
sadness, anger, and many feelings
from the heart and soul

It has done much wonders and chaos
to the humanity of the passing time
on this land of earth we bound

The attune of each song,
the words of every feelings
being pour without a rest of mind,
each strum or tune of one's heart
into the blank paper

Has made many confuse hearts
and lost souls come together,
to become one at peace
again, to be diverse

It is amazing to see
what music does
it brings people
together, anywhere
and any time of moment

Music changes people,  for better or worst
it does depends on what tune
your heart and soul desires
from today and onwards

A young youth
who'd family raised
as the divers of the sea

I was the first child
and daughter came forth
to these water elementals

Upon life
by my dearest
home sided
the vast ocean

I grew up
staying on
an asian island

where by
the oriental cloth
upon my skin,

cooling breeze
were always around
for the kites and eagles
to soar afar wide
above the ocean

even the villagers
used to have called
little me, their merchild

as I was always excited
to wake up by dawn
swimming in the ocean

after awakening
of my family
in their
sweet dreams

till the day ends
came forth the sunset

as I swam
few strokes left
to do, I was
always the last
of the children
to walk back
on the earth land

wave my goodbyes
I did, to the beautiful
sunset down
as for the moonlight
to shine on the
ocean's floor

later, after dinner
and some stories
from my loved ones
all rested with
hard work and
sweetest dreams

I walk over to
window and prayed
to make a wish
to the skies and
the ocean

that I was sure
I had finally
found of
my first love,
and he was the ocean

I am an asian
an oriental from the east
curious of more knowledge
of the west and south

A young youth
at an age of studying
the board seas of land
and the earth we stand upon

Racism is a wide source
of fear, the we all
become upon at
take it on at war

Bloodshed and tears
are cried upon
the death of love
ones in many times
of the past in mine lands

In the art of war
will have no
happy ending
unless one's voice
is rising and brave

Enough to risk
his own soul
to be diverse and
have good faith hope
in other religion

And races, to
nurture and care
of our younger children
to the new era awaits

For once, in my life
I would love to
see diversity come
together without
any hate to each other

Blaming on
from the past
hurting the young
of the future
due to history

We live in the world that kills each other
in a cycle no ones understands why of its theory to do so

I am an ocean child, lost and searching
in this wide sea of humans passing
wondering and pondering at thoughts
nonetheless crying for the attention
of love, honestly, and heart of the purest

I am mentally abused by my past,
and a confuse young at youth
searching for the reason of why
I am here on this land born to do
with faith, I prayed for the gods
to give me a sign what am I meant

The inner ocean in me cries
for a heart to comfort my sad soul
even though knowing
I will die alone at the end
only left with inked writing
and faded memories god left
inside of me, to remain of my past

A scuba diver, I am
I have treasure the oceans
and never ate a shark
ever in my life time
as it was the vow I took
as a young child
I promise to save
their race from extinction

I am a young youth whom
have been much through hurt
and betrayal countless times
I am not the walking perfection
but I am a caring soul
who only begs to be loved
and wants only of love and nurturing

In this century, I have fear
nothing last forever
though anymore, there is hope
but don't hang on it too long
the rope will tear if
you hold strong and heavy
enough you'll drop and die

Like the ocean, my feelings
swayed and fades
through down my skin
and the sound of the sea
flow in, and attune my veins
to my heart, it calms
the war in myself ..