Maybe to you I'm nothing more than shades
Of black and white.
The dark and the light at war,
tearing apart a broken body
Until it's left to waste.
Shadows haunting an already ghost of a soul.
Your shutter always sticks so that
I come out in incomplete smudges.

I used to exist in color,
But maybe that's too far gone.
Those photos are all lost
Or melted by the sun.

Red lips and brown eyes --
Glossed over now, as black.
Peachy skin and soft freckles...
Look sickly white, a dotted grey.

Your pictures are framed in galleries,
And people ponder what they may mean...
But my old photographer, all of his pictures were only meant for me.

In a dream I was walking, all alone.
A flower; I saw-

                             off in the distance..

it was all alone, like me.

Reach out for the stars high up above in the sky
Reach out for your dreams all of those which you have prior seen.

Never did it happen before
Nor will it happen again
The dreams which were yours
The one’s which you came across
Never will it happen that the same will be yours all over again
A dream comes once in a while
You never get a chance to dream about the same all over again in your dreams
Dreams and imagination are different from each other
As different as chalk is from cheese.

So,
As long as you are living and alive
As long as you live
The life that which you live, live your life to the best of your spirit and imagination
No one knows what will happen next
No one knows what will happen in the future
No one knows what will take place at the next turn
Life has always remained unpredictable
So keeping the future at bay
Make sure that as and when you go to sleep
Don't forget to dream
Smile upon all happenings of the day that passed by
Say hello to your sleep, which is waiting to take place
When all this is going on in your mind before you go to sleep
Make sure you don't forget to dream in your sleep.

As long as you dream in your life
Whenever you dream
Always be sure in your mind
You will always follow your dreams all along the way in your life.

Always dream, but make sure that life and dreams are two different things
In life it never happens that all of your dreams come true
So not seldom, but as often as it may be possible
Always make sure that you work in the direction of your dreams
Since dreams are part of your life
Try to achieve them
In doing so, you try to achieve the impossible
When you are doing something like this, definitely the future will reciprocate accordingly
So always dream
Even when you know that dreams don't come true
Still always dream
Dream about something when you are about to go to sleep
Good night and sweet dreams.

Planet shines lit by the nearest Star
Dry, hot ember glows in the dark
While candle wax is like water

. . . and they all burn for. .        

  (  T h e  F i r e  W i t h i n  )

Wood broken
Steel bent
Life jacket
Broken mast
One intact
Chewed up oar
Part of bow
Some of rail
Looks like keel
Flogged to bits
Was once a boat
Someones joy
The mighty sea
Did not want
This little one
To escape from
Its horrific jaws.

Love rules the blind
Life rules the naked

Before I let you read,
Picture yourself in the Arctic,
Where you hear a music play.
-Begin-

Where the city of ice,
In the northern wind
There's someone sitting alone.
Please greet him up bold,
For his place belongs in the cold.

When we all have slept tightly,
Afraid to move apart,
The wind howls far in the distance...
And where the skies fall snow,
For his place is a funeral in the cold.

We are the land of white,
In this trapped frozen land.
Because the moon only shines here,
It's face only gleams and glows
For his death is being reflected cold.

On the thin icy glaciers,
Where the penguins play,
The water smiles and shimmers.
And the wind shall blow
For his place is isolated cold.

You'll arrive shortly here tonight,
When you fall asleep on a cold night.
Then you see someone sitting alone.
Please greet him up bold,
For his place belongs in the cold.