I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit

They’ll check your wrists,
But not your thighs,
They’ll check your smile,
But not your eyes
They’ll avoid the truth,
Believe the lies,
Nothing to sooth,
No reason to cry,
Our smiles are bright,
Eyes are a bit dull,
Wrists are clean despite,
The blade with an emotional pull,
And we’re emotionally unstable,
But they say that’s okay,
We are all a bit of a riddle,
But that’s the only thing we can convey,
And the world will open to swallow us up,
But that’s okay, at least our habits remain,
And when their arms finally open up,
We will show them the reflection they taught us to shame,
So we paint a smile with the color of red,
From the thighs they didn’t check,
And from our eyes we bled.
And they'll only understand,
When the noose hold us by our necks,
And if they had thought twice,

Maybe our eyes they would have checked.

Sleeping in a silent forest
night sky come and swallow me whole
I promise I won't protest
These stars may fill my tired soul
And these trees, oh, how I love thee
Lush and green, dark and eerie
This is where I long to be
Here is where I'd never be weary
I put my life onto the earth
Dig myself a hole for a bed
This is where lies all lifes worth
Here everything is, I miss nothing I haven't had

Roots may pervade me, leafs shall cover
And in my stead another will grow
I will dissolve in the arms of my last lover
And of all misfortune it will never speak nor will it show

On new branches my soul will hang
until another

See those birds have come out of their hidden homes,
The sun had made hidden hills out of the mist,
& the birds have awoken the trees by singing sweet song in it's ear,
But I'm unable to see any life here,
Here in the world of humans,
I can see only the robots,
The robots working like machines,
The machines fueled with some food & water,
The machines busy in making money,
The machines away away from this scene of harmony,
The machines with eyes & fingers busy  on their mobile & laptops,
& with a thought to see themselves on the top,
See the birds have ended the song,
The hills are covering themselves silently in curtains of mist,
The tired sun is hiding bit -by- bit in the blanket of sky,
& look at these machines,
Still living life in a lie...
The moon is singing the song of peace,
& the stars are dancing,
Yet here is no symbol of life!!
These machines are yet shutting themselves in a rife...