Mystical Nima

You have seen the glimpse It is all your choice now Whether or not to march

Maybe it is time to move on Maybe this is yet another test A reminder to follow your dreams A note blown by wind of change Let others follow...

There walks in an angel His feathers filled with whiteness His breath filled with warmth His voice full of softness There he comes... There ...

Whales ride the tides of the speechless ocean Bees fly the wind of the restless sunshine Shadows are the sign posts of the skies Reminding u...

Open the doors, break the windows Let the fresh air breeze into you Life will be a sleeping volcano forever If its bricks are routines and r...

The darkness of wakefulness is sleeping The light in that darkness is dreaming Dream dream dream, dream Wonders come about in dreamland Myst...

My heart, what do you want me to write? Of the sound of pen on the paper Of the smell of wind under the rain Of the taste of tomato in the s...

A big predator is duality Blinds the eyes of reality Judgment is its killing sword Bloody it makes our world Good and evil its tradition Eit...

Beauty is the tear that runs down from a face that speaks its word Beauty is the rush of coldness in a body that feels its meaning Beauty is...

Did you know the sky is not blue? Did you know eyes are illusions? Your wings are useless in the wind If you seek blueness in its trend Self...

It seems about right To write another part New chapters have begun Shines still the bright sun Take your lover for a dance You may never get...

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 w...

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 c...

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 f...

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 h...

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 hundr...

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 ...

Beauty travels in the sky To catch it you must fly

Astral world is the first destination Selflessness its true temptation Colours speak and sounds walk The swans, birds and trees talk Once th...

How would you tell a story of a lost boat? How would you? These emotions crying on my blue trees This flute playing melody in my ears My hea...