Place of white penguins is Dreamland
Holy is the path to snowing rainbows
Hope drizzles but dream remains wet
Which pair of shoes will you wear?
Boots are for snow, sandals for sun
What if it snowed under the warm sun?
What if you could ski on the hot flames?
What if coldness and heat were solitary?
What cloths will you wear
To enjoy the miracle of life?
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Dreamland
Hello my dear friend from far away
I write for you in search of a dream
Where bees fly free, ants have a home
Flies are loved and rats are cherished
Children run and laugh with the fairies
Cows and sheep chew on fresh grass
Where there are staircases in the sky
For those who wish to open the doors
Truth grows from the trees and love is
The fruit of the wonderful apple tree
I write for you in search of a dream
Where bees fly free, ants have a home
Flies are loved and rats are cherished
Children run and laugh with the fairies
Cows and sheep chew on fresh grass
Where there are staircases in the sky
For those who wish to open the doors
Truth grows from the trees and love is
The fruit of the wonderful apple tree
Altruism
Were running down the yellow tears
From the dirty faces of innocent ones
How fair is the fairness of goodness?
How good is the goodness of fairness?
Salty streams of slavery create impressions
On the ripped clothes of hard unpaid work
Yet the news of this untailored black suit
Only impress the sensations of altruism
They would have worked for money
If it was really about the money
From the dirty faces of innocent ones
How fair is the fairness of goodness?
How good is the goodness of fairness?
Salty streams of slavery create impressions
On the ripped clothes of hard unpaid work
Yet the news of this untailored black suit
Only impress the sensations of altruism
They would have worked for money
If it was really about the money
Friday, July 6, 2007
All I Need is Beauty
All I need is beauty, raining from my tree
All I need is serenity from the spotless sky
Home, sweet home, wait for me, I’m coming
Too much hassle, so much work and stress
All I need is peace, a piece of freedom cake
All I need is love, unconditional, crystallized
So many needs… One bigger than the other
They shall never stop. Hunting me forever
All I need is serenity from the spotless sky
Home, sweet home, wait for me, I’m coming
Too much hassle, so much work and stress
All I need is peace, a piece of freedom cake
All I need is love, unconditional, crystallized
So many needs… One bigger than the other
They shall never stop. Hunting me forever
Sunday, July 1, 2007
360 Degrees
I walk pass an old wall in dangerous peace
Sitting in that creamy room in deep silence
Sparrows fly and the grass smell familiar
Three hundred and thirty degrees I turn
To find out I come from the same place
I left three hundred and thirty degrees ago
Sitting in that creamy room in deep silence
Sparrows fly and the grass smell familiar
Three hundred and thirty degrees I turn
To find out I come from the same place
I left three hundred and thirty degrees ago
Inside or Outside?
Heart is like a turtle in its shell
Hiding inside scared of moving
Fear keeps it in, it is safe there
Life’s music not its song
Sweet words not its rhythm
Slowly comes out in silence
Solitude is its most favourite
Gently touches the surface
What is it going to be?
Inside or outside the shell?
Hiding inside scared of moving
Fear keeps it in, it is safe there
Life’s music not its song
Sweet words not its rhythm
Slowly comes out in silence
Solitude is its most favourite
Gently touches the surface
What is it going to be?
Inside or outside the shell?
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