You see,
the blue sea hit and run,
my foot caught in the sand,
only the blue sky to fall on to.

We see,
the rain in the far off shore,
draining away all the sorrow of the day,
the city hid in gray mist,
it's life trying its best to fit.

I see,
the sun shine brightly upon,
the trees, in flames of tinder shades.
a pinch of love and winter snow,
and along the wave, you let it all go.

Hey light,
do you see me hiding?
among the curtain drapes,
among these folds that define my life.

Hey light,
do you see my shadows?
running away into the corners,
does the fear of death give them feet?

Hey life, do you see me running?
into the daylight, into better light.
hey Light, do you see me coming?
form the shadows, into the sunshine.

Here is nowhere,
through fields of broken memories,
and roads and fading dreams;
nothing seems alike because this is nowhere.


Fumbling words on a Pantaloon's tongue,
slow rhythms going no where soon.
Unending walks on non existing roads,
the rain pours from an open sky,
as you keep standing here,
a space that is no place, no where.

Leave the arms lying in their boxes,
kill only the instincts to burn it all.
Stick to your guns of humanity,
don't touch the guns, don't let them tear the naked flesh.

Fight the wars on a coffee table,
laugh at your own failures.
Leave the arms lying in their boxes,
kill only the pain, let wounded hearts rest.

My hands cold as a stone,
I am walking alone.
Sunlight kisses the trees,
I finally smile for no reason.

The curtains dance with the wind,
a world painted in the shadows lives and dies.
Gravity loses me,I float in my dreams,
I forget the past and the hopeless reasons;
I wait for the dance of the leaves,
their short-lived lives, dancing atop our heads,
in death, a rosy bed welcoming the coming season.

With every step I take,
I feel life making its way in.
All the masks broken by the light,
I guess it all ends with what I choose.

All that I have been,
random melodies long gone.
As the new morn is born,
all the sheets of darkness are finally torn.

Don't look into me,
I'm just learning to let go.
Alone, waving at the shadows gone,
I have forgotten what I was looking for.

The days fade fast into the nights,
days fly by as I keep on looking for.
Waiting all alone, for you, at the edge of sanity;
hoping the shadows to come once more,
for all that I had done wrong;
hoping to apologize, I have wandered on too long.
Singing one last song,
to look at your face one last time;
all alone, I keep forgetting what I was looking for.

Between the pauses of the waves on sand,
I'm searching for your voice in my mind,
to hold on to what I am, to save me from a lonely road.
Don't let go, let the song go on,
I have held you in my heart for far too long.
I should have long known, that your shadows are long gone.
I have gone on all alone,
forgetting all that I ever lost;
all my life, I'm lost,
waiting for that is gone,
save me from looking for you.

In the rain, standing on my own again,
among ruins of the fallen walls and broken chains,
I walk in between the pillars that hold the sky.

On a road that begins from door,
its raining sunshine, between the shades of clouds.
The wind howls for a friend, lonely and cold on its own;
I'm finally standing all on my own again,
I feel the bright sunshine kiss the sky again.

New dawn, frozen mist in glittering light,
before the birds wake,before the lights burns,
where to do the fading night go?

Look up at the fading stars, see life in the coming light,
so long, long gone, the pain in the mind;
all the springs of life come to life.

Wake up and stand on,
from the top of the tallest mountains.
A sign onward onto the bliss hereon,
all the past just broken street signs on the road long gone.

Tick-tocks on a rhythm, the clock going on and on,
feels like its raining happy times and cotton candies.

All people dreaming, jumping conversations with friends;
its the days of the blue moon, the stars shining bright thro the day.
This time, the lights sing on, I'm just trying to forget;
In the city of my dreams, I'm walking alone.

Sunlight grasps my tears in the morning glare,
I ask for forgotten times, lost at a fork in the road;
the sign boards all point to me, I'm almost certain I'm crying no more.

Here comes the rain calling, the flow strips me of chains and binds,
loosing all that I held hard within, all I never wanted to be losing.
The sun rises back to rain the warmth, the day smiles back at the shadows in dark,
I walk in the circles of the clock.

The boy in the rock and roll band,
trying to leave his prints on the sand.
Looking at all the pretty things from the stage up,
trying to hold destiny in the folds oh his hands.

Rolling and singing carefree on every turn and bend,
its just a drive to the halls of future legends.
Singing on and on about the confusion in a million emotion,
all personal will lies in a bundle of chaotic commotion.
The boy in the rock and roll band, the guitar still an ecstacy in his hands,
finally at the gates of golden lands, where his dreams finally land;
still sings on and on, to leave his prints on the sand.

Clay people on the street, with no song to sing,
a million private wars to fight, no spirits to be ever healed.

The lights go off the bright day,
the ship that wasn't supposed to sink forever lost.
Afraid of the shadows under the shine of the moon,
smoke from the pipe chokes the air within,
the morning waits for dreams to wake the spirits within.

The dawn keeps coming and the fools keep blinking,
the morning tide cleanses the little ones.
People rise and fall aside, astray till the end of their lives.
The chimes of the piper to the road onward,only heard by the children at heart,
the happy ones follow only where they truly want to go.

Baby steps of a dream lived,
the doors of your heaven become a part of where I go.

Every woman with dreams in her eyes,
a wonder on legs, you know you always stare at wonder.
Every man with a woman in his dream,
stumbling and falling, blindly walking in love.

Silver circles in the sky,
the head lay softly on a bed of grass;
looking at the circle of sky above, the leaves for sheets of warmth.
The slow breathing of the earth in my ears,
a slow lullaby to sleep, I wish to lay on for years.

The slow sun warms the skin,
the slow wind locks my eyes shut.
Asking God who I'm supposed to be,
I float endlessly in this beautiful sea.

Happy cat on the window sill,
all life, just a tumble or a roll.

Lazy afternoon spent sleeping on window panes,
between the neighbors milk and the flying birds,
a jump safely done,a day happily gone.

Growing up.

Walk, in the park so green;
the kids playing around, old age envy too turns green.

Leaps of faith, over the clouds and stars,
we climb on the mounts of the moon.
A towel for cape, we fly in the worlds of tomorrow,
jumping between dreams and reality alike,
Oh, we were supermen.

Shadows on the ground,
making funny faces as they follow you around.
Into every secret that you walk, they come on;
with no worries to care, they wait by your side till dawn.

Its never too late,to join the game,
all shame is a sham, just like fame.
The day is up on for your eyes to shine,
at the end of the day,being alive is just fine.

You were born, into a special gift,
the world colored in flowing lines,
of all those you love and look up to when you cry.

Prepare to go, guns blazing on;
until the empty bandolier,
or the stray bullet in your heart.

The shock in your eyes, mirages of blood spilled;
forever and ever, you dance unknown into the hands of fate.
A book of lies, all poison spewed from twisted thoughts,
you blow them to hell, for kingdom come;
the doors of heaven painted in blood,
you choke at the hands that you fought.

A lovely disguise, you rev it all up,
all your sins cover the path to redemption in hate.
A life falsely lived, you draw out the life,
faking all your prayers, you glare away from the light.

Walking home all alone,
I got hit by the train of my thoughts.
Lying, in my own vision of the world,
something,like a thorn, bled my heart to death.

Today, the walls shall come crashing down,
your desires shall drown naked in this world.
Prepare to flee, fly from your shadows,
the dark stretches of you that paint the world in dark.

Monochrome rainbows, threads of insanity;
winding slowly across your neck in loops.
Oblique signs on the road ahead,
the world is twisted, bent and in ruins.

Left and right, everywhere you turn,
its straight ahead to doom, straight on to gloom.
Everybody you knew, everybody you hated knowing,
blankly stare into the emptiness that is becoming you.

Hello,
what do you know,
about me and the other worlds that I often go.

Hello,
what do you know,
when you see me go from the crowds to lonely roads?

Hello,
where do you go,
from the glare of the eyes and the shocks of the million blows.

Hello,
what do you care,
when the world falls around you like shreds of dreams torn.

Hello,
what do you feel,
when the devil in you sings the glory song?

Hello,
where do you go,
from the songs and merry, and all;
for here are the happy faces you were looking for,
for here is the life that you lived all along.

Evergreen symphonies in my head on the beach front,
the summer winds hum the madness around.
Winter promises all white, some blurred shades of bleak snow;
the winds run through my fingers slow,kissing my skin blue with the cold chill.
The water under my foot dance to some distant song,
the beach rises and ebbs, a first time welcome for a sibling long gone.

The warm sun, morning glitter of a shaded yellow on the grass,
the drum beats in my heart find a crowd of its own calling;
the bees race and dance, the dew playing the movies of the greens like a glass.

This time, I running slowly into myself;
backwards , slow motion into my own past.
A ticket to the bright times of life happily lived,
this time, I truly feel the sands under my foot breathing my song.

Finding some reasons,
to carry on the days on and on;
making circles around the walls of forgotten memories;
the sky rains happiness in trinkets of pearls.


Reflections of tears mirror on the rain drop,
silver linings paint the sky shades of golden splendor.
The hours wait for me, a golden minute lost,in a fall from the dial;
I want to wait for you, in the splash of my life's colors.

Death by caffeine.

To kill the morning sleep,
the evening drowse and the lazy sheets;
I drown in the mists of vapour,
gleaming at the morning light,
Among the slow wisps on the cup;
I wait for death by caffeine.

Its only me,
between the sky and the feet on my ground.
Its only me,
between my dreams and the tomorrows of my life.
Its only me,
singing aloud in the hustle of life;
its only me,
in the million smiles the mirror laughs.
Its only me,
in the rain, underneath the clouds so dark.
Its only me,
pulling out the sun from the faded old skies.
Its been me,
rhyming all along, taking the stroll while others run unknown,
In this garden of Eden,
its only me,
who sees the flowers bloom,
its only me,
who dance to the bees' tune.

Dreams, in the name of yesterday,
with time, they fly the wings of my hopes.
Drowning in the sweetness of my eternal joys,
the clouds walk a tightrope, with the sky for the ground.

Singular songs rhyme forever in my head,
no more running from the shadows of tomorrow.
Nooks and corners of a life happily lived,
the jokes' on the people who wash it all away in tears.

Revenge,in the name of the fallen souls on sand,
the blood gleams on grass, like fallen drops of dew.

Men choke on their own demise,
the swords make the angels scream ;
the faces shall bleed in their mirrors,
while the devil shall happily cry at their demise.

My life, a symphony;
of choices pulled a bit too long.
The slow morning breeze in my face,
the light dances along the moving frames of your picture.

Behold the moments spent in olden memories,
in the mirror, I cry tears that turn golden dust.
Life, a work of art; under the sun, a glitter of hopes.
through the clouds, mists of grey silver;
the sun shall see the day bloom and shine.
homeless, over the mountains of past memories;
I seek the shores of tomorrow,
all my words, a reflection of my worlds;
I float endlessly,
seamlessly fading into my world that is you.

Looking at the sun beaming over head;
I open my eyes and feel the beat in my heart.
I soar among the clouds, up above the dark rainy ones;
through the tumble in the skies, I roar and sail;
between the falls and the cliffs,its you who hold me down.

Its raining causes and reasons,
I wander aimlessly through all seasons.
Some mystical freedom from the answers of daily life,
I am scared to death , of life and reasons.

Every morning , life starts a story,
a never ceasing battle, ending in its self written glory.
I want the mornings afresh, my mind keeps on trying;
every moment I go on to, some story waiting to be told.

The roses on my grave, red and bold;
coldness crashes through my own emptiness like a wave.
Its just another lonely day;
sleeping through all that the priests say.

The mind never know what the hearts ever say,
I never knew that you ever cared.
Its just another day with the waves at my feet;
its just another morning with the flowers at my grave.

It takes me a while,to right where I come around;
the memories all gone, the woman is still hanging on.

Short answers for everything I ever cared,
all I have is you running wild through my head.
everything that happened, going on for no reason,
I flee to the point of no return and no reason.
Life's a crossword, love was just my heart's treason;
you run across me thro' this life, for ever for no reason.

The child behind the curtains.

Hiding behind the curtains, an effort all the wise;
the smiles ring silly, the emotions drain the insides of you.
meeting the new unpleasant faces, you wait and take you steps,
to the names that are new, a world that's just a lie away.

A wanderer's song.

The world is a goon,
everywhere, a bunch of pantaloons.
Don't look out of the window to the past,
the shadows steal your life before it could happily last.


This is the prayer of the last sons under the sun,
the grains of sand erode into the wounds of a barren soul.
under the shades of a tree, under the silver dark cloud;
soiled sands in hues of red, testimonies to the fallen's blood.

Behold, the blink of an eye;
wrapped around their own sins, all humanity cries.
Hiding from the daylight, like some poison stirred,
lost in the folds of gold and glory,
none cares about the face in the blood they drink.

Every now and then, we go on and on;
upholding a flag for the lost and the fallen.
In the name of the Kings of eden, we shell a million heads;
Its no surprise ,
humanity's freedom was the Devil's greatest prize.

Dewey view from the morning train,
I ride on through to the land of the morning rain.
Its more than a feeling, all the pain fleeing;
the sorrows stop bleeding; in life, all start believing.

Evening highways and never ending freeways,
lost in the blink of the greens and a hundred reds;
going on on a slow drive , all desires fed,
its a happy ending for a day,
on a pillow from heaven, my head finally lay.

the clock in a portrait

The clock in a portrait, still as silence;
the unwound arms stand dense.
the weary time drags on and on;
outside the frames of four, all worlds forever gone.

The Revolution Ends.

Ramblings of the mad, hides the light of the day;
all the people on the street shot for what they say.
We are going , all to die;
break the chains and burn the earth tonight.

Taking the time, for beliefs that bind,
all our friends die, for ideals none can find.
This is the last day of man , the earth floods with our blood.
in the name of freedom,
in the name of rights and a million dreams,
we run madly to the abyss, a blind walk into our doom.

Winter Light.

She's a bright blue flame in the morning sun,
i see the shadows pick up their feet and go run.
i stand and shiver, besides my river.
the leaves all yellow, a golden shade;
the little young breeze, on my cheeks they flow.

time stands still, the clock is a tune;
oh, what a day, now its noon too soon.
The morning wind singing the start of the day,
the chill flows on seamlessly till the days of may.

Superman's epithet.

Up ,up and away,
into the beyond so far away,
in the void where the stars burn the day;
humanity needs no hero everyday.

Worthless pain and a hundred faces' feign,
like tomorrow that stares with wonder, only to bring me down.
Fear clothed in smiles and praise coated disgust,
all heroes die in the shadows, killed by their own sorrows.

Floating dreams on coffee vapors,
the broken hearts still sing bleeding.

broken lines on a falling wall,
fade in the holds of a wailing time.
in the night, along the lights taking flight;
as the dawn waits to come calling, all hopes wait from fading.

blocks of ice falling in the rain,
I give it all to paint the rainbows my way.
the scent of the morning blues, all cluttering shades of hue;
eyes shut no more to the sun, the dew too bright not to be loved.

the rhyme dances around the reasons and the excuses,
reading through blank stories all day long,
the sky remains clouded no more.

Glimpses of life, in the morning glare,
my breathe wake up to a world so fragile and bright.
breaking free from your arms into the world,
the days sinks into clouds high above my head.

All the troubles wash along away in the waves,
you and me at the far horizon; there is a sun shining just for us.
the faint song of the sparrow , a faraway buzz;
I wait for tomorrow with hopes and a smile.

Only you,
were the one who could see me through.
under the skies so blue, we closed our eyes and flew.

Only you,
made the world look new,
in the glare of the morning dew;
all I ever wanted was you.

Only you,
were the one who could see me through,
the only world I ever knew,
all of that was you.

caught at someplace between the beginning and the end,
surprise knocks you down while you stare at what you are.
replaceable dreams and expendable hopes dancing around like a train,
life goes on around you, the sky staring down at what you are.

echoes of a bright sunshine, clear as the vast blue sky;
everyone walking on and on, the rain holding up for some magic moment.
caught between what you feel and what you think,
the water flows on and on, with no worry to care.

Drops of tears in the puddle of rain, waking you up from your dreams,
bow to the beauty around, merge into lifes' flow within.
ask for a name, look for a smile;
let your soul be the dreams that flow around you.

Autumn winds smile along as you go ,
the heart beats on and on searching a rhyme.
a watchtower at the end of life , shooting a beacon of life;
waving the waves into brighter part of the day,
the heart beats on and on.

stoping midway on the road half travelled,
none to say goodbye to, none to smile at to.
time unbinds the chains of yesterday as the fields pass on;
the wind rumbles on and on...the signs on the road all gone.

dreams won't let you shed the memories,
I am now one with the wind.
A slow breeze flipping the butterfly along,
the wings seek out to my life,
a slow twitter in the rustle of life.

break up blues..

20 hours from between the dreams and nightmares,
the day stretches into the dark, casting shadows all along.
Broken tunes on the radio weep on broken shoulders;
the light burns the vision of the past, the pain consumes it whole.

Frozen dreams in the head of a basket-case,
the moments fly by along the lightning sparks.
The seconds stay longer than they should,
the minutes cast their shadows before they leave.

One of these days,
the light shall shine through the night;
the fears shall melt away into the glare.

One of these days,
life shall seem so full and bright;
the dusts of yesterday shall be blown away.

One of these days,
all your dreams shall come true,
the sights of yonder shall embrace you.

One of these days,
you shall wake up to the day,
see the birds sing a song for you.

One of these days,
you shall ride the clouds,
bask in a smile and own the day.

Waiting for the skies to clear up,
dreams wait to drench in the blue.
The falls and high of life washes up along the sands,
waiting on the path of life with eyes closed;
the rain drips, washing away the pain.

take your soul away into the stars yonder,
make the dreams live through the glare of the day.
wake up to the festive of life around ,
drip in the happiness and beauty unbound.
feel the wind whisper a mothers' lullaby,
breathe into life as you drench in the rain.

All that shines through the clouds ain't the sun,
the skys' just a cover, for the birds to roll.
All that you think and feel is not all that is there,
between the start and end of a blink, its a new world there.

take it all on your stride,
because the other way the hill goes falling down.
The guitar riffs shall push you on and on,
but then its the fingers that bleeds, making the tune.

A shout in the far away horizons,
breaks the hazy morning sleep.
the rusted wings take to the skies,
the heart beats a thousand drums that lay asleep.

The moment shall run away soon before it begins,
the seconds of today fade fast into the past.
the dreams take birth and die in the blink of any eye,
faith is a loony tune, to be whistled along the path of life;
all time shall freeze in our head,
as the heart beats a dying rhyme.

Let the ground beneath you sink you in,
its the mold that you are that makes you live.
Chasing fake dreams and wooden people,
its the song within that keeps you alive.


the million different faces that stare at you,
in the crowded streets, all walking alone.
Its the memories of a laughter holds the life within,
A million dreams that you make and see,
its only the mold that keeps you going on.

In the land of dreams,
Do you find yourself hiding in the shadows?
Is the pain that pulls you down worth living for?
does the sun burn you when you dance among the rainbows?

does the birds that sings to you know you're dead?
does the looking glass glare at you with the images of the past?
when you fall, do you feel the wind besides you?
howling a sweet goodbye,
the fire shall embrace you in its arms.

the slow wind on the grave,
shall sing my life beneath the staring stars.
a beautiful lie that holds together the pieces of my life,
the drizzle keeps the skin alive.

the faith burns the inside of me,
the stars in the night smile along their light,
a beautiful dream that sees me live through.
broken strings of a falling life,
I lay smiling as i put together the pieces of a broken lie.

Lifes' a walk on a one way street,
no looking back, no turn arounds.
taking on the hits as they come, you walk all alone;
into the shades of the day and night,
between the light and the demons in the shadows,
you walk all alone.

The angels and the pagan gods let you on,
smiling at your rise and despair alike.
no stone , no star to lead you on,
blown by the wind, on your path;
you will walk untill your dreams burn you down.

Between the curtains of perceptions and lies,
lost in the flavors of tomorrow's dreams.
A lonely stride in the path to the past,
the winds open up the wounds of the heart.

The grass flows along the whiffs of the breeze,
the sands dance to the light on them.
The minds strolls on the stony road of memories and hopes;
all alone, the hearts pulls down the flight of the wings.

Between the lines of what's own and what's not,
unknown on some road, the wind howls a calling.
The barefoot burns in the heat of the sand under,
the flakes of the snow embrace the cold in me.

In the shades of black and white some live and die,
the shades of my life too vibrant to fade.
In the folds of my memory, the water flows;
stopping at no track, onward; the journey goes.

The saints and their robes glitter in the light;
the shadows at their foot scream with all their might.
The name of the gods resounds a million voices in the hall;
the shadow of the devil grows among the fear in the dark.

The happy and the fallen flock amidst the men,
the glitter of the gold hold the hearts of saintly men.
The voices of the masses silent at their mass,
because except on the day of the sun,
God's son shall be forgotten.

On the road to Babylon;
fields of clover graze by me.
unknown faces and ruthless stares drill my soul,
as I keep walking on the road to Babylon.

The sun beats down on the barren road,
the clouds vanish into the folds of the horizon.
with vultures in the skies , the only wayfarers along;
I walk on the barren road, to Babylon.

If I were the rain, should I cry;
a million tears, for the flowers by your side?
If I were the sun, should I shine;
for the million grass that grows in your shade?
If I were a song, should I rhyme;
with the words in your smile, my heavens' gate?
If I were in your arms, should I breathe;
the scent of you to fill my heart ?
If I were a bird, should I fly;
roll by the tide and wait for my time?
If I were a thought, a dream, a breeze;
it would all be you, in shades of blue.
For all I said and all I did, all I ever wanted to be;
was to cherish and celebrate the me in you.

a thief of my own dreams,
I watch as my world floats around me.
there is a road to yonder I wish to walk;
but the chains of your yesterday bind me today.

Today,
learnt how the sky holds up after the rains tear through,
because a grass blade could split it into two.
shifting through the mist for a magical glimpse,
all my life I shall see,the true shades and the colors that be.
the real me wakes and walks in an illusion,
bleeding on the shards of glass broken by your glare.

the fall of civilisation

calling out to the dead Gods for a saviour,

all that shall be is the crack in the sky.

The blades of the reaper shall swing along to the music,

to the cries and the failed prayers;

the bowed knees shall find their place amidst the fallen heads.

Run away before being seen by the eyes of the zombie crowd,

on your trail, like a hound, shall follow your sins and bleeding desires.

the sons pay for the sins of their fathers',

and the Gods shall see without empathy from their golden thrones;

the blood of their children soaking the earth red.

to kill a thought.

They got it wrong about the mockingbird's song,

the bullet between the brow was meant for the thought.

The world isn't so beautiful behind the mask,

waiting to feed on your desires before you could ever ask.

All the hypocrisy, all the blurry shades of lies and deceit;

its all to kill a thought, the world sinking in itself.

God made the Devil, and the Devil made Man;

in one's own light one's darkness emerge;

all the world prepares a war, a flood from all their blood;

all the faces bleed in the shadows, just to kill a thought.

elves of elendor

As ruin stares right into your face,
truth comes riding, sounding death at every pace.
Chaos drifts among the blood of the fallen,
on your knees, you shall cry, staring blindly at the rot.

The cold shivers up from the inside,
the fire of your soul frozen among the lies.
As you watch yourself fall, a bowed head weighed down by hope;
all that is left to do, is to stare blindly at the rot.

As the early morn air finds its way into me;
all I ever wanted was to let my dreams come home to me.

All I ever wanted be, to let the world go on as it is,
see the birds sit their day by on the telephone pole.
Invisible, to live in some hollow;
to let the wind pass by, with the bees on their flowers.

The blue sky unbound above me,
the green endless grass below me.
The silent wind flows around me,
life whispers a melody among the flowers,
light dances in the shade to an unsung song.

every morn a new light is born,
the glade on the grass shines brighter than the sun.
in my dreams, in the dawn of my day;
the mist draws a face in the mirror, so foreign yet so knowing.
the sands of time flow into the vortex of my life,
and I keep wondering in awe at that which is me.

Now life is just a laugh away,
the day shall sleep with the passing cloud.
as I fade into the setting sun,
the light bade goodbye till early morn.

Left with only the memories of yesterday,
I keep charting maps to a beautiful tomorrow.
On the never ending road of life and its blossoms,
its just the you in me and the me in you.

The music seems so binding,

I wish life was a long highway.

with my music playing loud in the subways;

I could drive all along to meet time at the border.

Wouldn't mind a open-top lambhorgini,

drive till traffic-lights blinks are just tiny-tweeny.

The air flowing over my head would sing the songs for me,

the birds shall play the harmonica for me.

the road is long, the wind is just born.

the sky is clean, all the trees still green.

all my life, all I want for ever;

is to drive on and on, forever.

This is me, scattered in my sky.

one moment, I am in cypres, next in the skies of rome.

jumping from the eiffel onto mars,

there is a lot of visits left to do.

I am the shooting star, up aimless in the sky,

soon the sun shall pass me in a minute;

blink away into the dark while there is nothing I can do.

How I wish I could see you,

In your arms, by my side.

in my eyes , you could have seen,

 all the places I've been.

I'm falling back through the stars,
through concocted dreams and fading lies.
Between the frames of dark and light,
all I sense is me falling.

The road ahead is broken and dead,
all that I see keeps fading into the unreal.
The heat of the sun kills the light within,
all that survives is the black soot of morrow.

The end, so near yet so far,
life goes on too long at the end of it.
The noon stretch seamlessly into hopeless nights ,
the light of a million stars breeze past as I glide,
I see the whole world falling by my side.

waiting for the alarms to toll,
sleep a distant guest,
i revel in the streams of light.


this is the day for tomorrow to be born,
dreams take a waking, new life is born.
unbound by the lost meanings, here we go;
into the light of tomorrow, as dust we flow.

The pages of my life flutter before me,
the eagles circle over my disdain,
i keep walking with none to blame.

no words to write, no starting to end;
i take pride in all that I ain't.

They called me a joker, because I made em' laugh.
the world is still a dying joke,
a few still have their laugh, and flee.

Lost in the folds of my own making,
thoughts wrap around me head, the light fades into the laughter.
holding on to the faces I never wanted to ,
this is my final symphony, this is the end of me.

The words I write cave in on my world,
the air I breathe turns shade of gray.
never wanting to wake when its all over,
tears puddle around my knees as I pray.

Let that slips, slip away.
I am just living on a high lane today.
what I take for mine shall burn away tomorrow,
but the wind shall still blow for one more time,
the sun shall shine, one more time.

let away all that goes away,
let the beach caress your feet in estacy.
the moment waits for none, the birds sings for none.
some memories shall burn like a star,
sleep in its light,wink at its twinkle.
just lie down and let your feelings drown,
because somethings always go dying down.

you never know what you are going in for,
could be good, could be worse,
could be the final grain on your grave.

the world smell of roses and lilies,
the looking glass is suddenly shades of joy.
go on with the fool's parade, scream it all out,
because yesterday is gone,
breathe and feel the life thats now.


no reason to shut out the light,
tear out the empathy from your sight.
life is now or never,
shine bright and the smile shall last forever.

On a high roll , the world dancing before me;
five feet from the ground,
my legs float away from the mayhem that is me.

hit my head on a railing, feels like i am still sailing.
the air drifts me everywhere, the fools shall keep staring everywhere.
what I seek I no more care,
now I see what I no longer stare.

attention and detail thrown out of the window,
a vegan marriage with incoherency, why I never know.
now all is beautiful, nothing obvious;
everything is plain without disdain.
the face through the mirror, no more mine,
she looks on through my memories,
with a sweet smile that shall fade for no time

walloping on a dreamy highway,
no strings attached, i run into the hands of sweet destiny.
no coming back to the sadder yesterdays,
far in the horizon, the sun is still a happy smiley.

i am in my wonderland,
my angels' having a waltz in her own private heaven.
the shadows of yesterday die in the light of tomorrow,
the guitar keep singing to me,
welcome to my wonderland.

the slow wind blows over the barley,
the music in my head riot, the end of a disgruntled parley.
a singular bee lost from its hive,
the crowds hum back home, forgetting a life.
the sun sinks into the night,
the birds give up their flight,
among the stars,soaring dreams take flight.

I lay drenched in the rain, the sky cries for me today,
vast stretches of blue, triggering a rush of happy yesterdays.
holding onto the grass between my fingers forever,
dancing with the light on the glade-drop,
what a day to be, lost in the thoughts of tomorrow.

the light of the day bleeds into the darkness within,

my memories blur into my dreams.

forgetting everything that was unforgiven,

lonliness fills and consumes everything in my hollow.

there is no way back,

the past becomes a forsaken shadow of the mind.

all the sights I had seen, a mirage in the sands of time,

thirsty for redemption, on a stony path;

all the springs of yesterday reduced, to the memories of another life.

sometimes things just fall apart, 

everything broken can't be fixed.

the silence could be the cry of dread,

all within white robes, the saints stink of blood.

pent up anger and broken mirrors,

all that you run away from shall return.

nobody knows where I've been, the things I've seen;

in the dark, when its raining, the nightmarish ghosts return.

sometimes, things just fall apart,

everything broken can't be fixed.

the edges of the mirror bleeds of vanity,

the naked soul hunts for shreads of sanity.

its a burning planet,

dying faces in the dying light.

nobody realize they been dying all along,

the masks of their birth burn into the shadows;

the light says a sweet goodbye,fading from bleeding eyes.

sacrosant eyes die in dis-belief,

the rock and rollers' been  singing  it all.

memphis lands his feet , unburnt on the water,

all the sins lay waiting, to be served on a platter.

asleep, a sheep among the wolves,

deciet and pain for morning breakfast.

fallen angels loathe and repel,

the wings in heaven flutter unknown.

doubt eats into every time that flows,

all moments, a mask to hide the banality.

the walls shall break, the mask shall fail,

the true colours shall shine and the grave shall be dug;

shreadded and rot, for the rest of eternity,

the sheep that roamed among the wolves.

seven rows of seven bows,

without the seven,to heaven they go.

seven steps of a baby step,

hallowed in the grounds of hell;

seven sins entwined as life's kin.

seven seas and a shore,

the seven vices, man's foe.

man's invidia in superbia,

the Gods too ira on man's avaritia.

The keepers of hell's gate,feeding on gula;

the luxuria of heaven, washes away at peter's gate.

Drowning in a wave of discontent,

gravity pulls my wings to its grave.

bound in the morbid irony of life,

all the summers of joy lost in the shade.

the sounds of the birds resonate,

all the unplesant things, a temporary distaste.

bound in the uncertainity of my fate,

here I stand kneeling, at heaven's gate.

Life in a dead lane,
lonely faces staring out of the moving train.
all, in god's name blame; everybody's gain is somebody's pain.

Flashes of life in a sleepy gaze,
dying to live, life flies by in a haze.
shining dew in a morning glare,
happy smiles and swollen eyes , a unholy pair.

the sparkle of light in night's snare,
all seek some redemption, not knowing where.
the buzz in my head thunders in the air,
all the childish dreams dead in judgment's fear.

The devil's lair that sleeps within,

fallen angels hunting for redemption.

blood red cloak hides the bleeding within,

on the steep fall down, bats keep howling from within.

Broken arrows and ripped souls,

in the shade, the shadow grows.

man begets his own sins, 

the heart gets hunted for the head's kill.

Listening to the wind whistling among leaves,

I lay smiling on the grass.

some distant echo of a melody floating in the air,

the earth hums a slow lullaby into me.

only my eyes see the sunshine caught in a waltz,

the shadows dance in the rain of light around them.

cotton candy clouds and wafer-thin palaces floating above my head,

I lay drenched in hope's eternal rain.

fly by the sun,
shine bright in the glare of the light.
soar in the vastness of empty space,
beyond mars, find a spot to slumber.

cut out the noises of the daily life,
washout the hangings of daily routine.
waltz in the absence of gravity;
let ur pain fall into the orbit of an unkown star.
touch the surface of the moon,
let your thoughts sing you a happy tune.

the dirt under your sandal,
gossips catch fire like the watergate scandal.
the hypocrisy of the daytime faces,
vampires in true moonshine glance.

the mirror tells you your true form,
embraced in the deep dark of your soul.
a maddening state of mind, dig deeper to find;
the storm in the middle, the devil inside your being.

all your lies a coverup,
your head, a haunted mansion.
show your true face in the sun.
heaven bent on the way to hell,
your last prayer drowns in utter despair.

what you wanted and what you get,
what you do and what you say;
pay the price for your redemption,
gloat in the agony of your own sins.

call me and ucall;
do the undone.
frozen dreams melt in the sun,
desires keep dancing a fiesta;
morality has gone a way too far.

sometimes i just think,
to just let out the fury.
flying bullets and raging cars,
my world tilts over and over,
because this has gone too far.

there's no one looking around,
let the devil out of his cloak.
bury the sun in your darkness,
hold onto the desires of the dark.
someday, oneday,they shall see,
but nobody's gonna give a damn;
because all they'll ever say,
Is that you went just too far.

the flow keeps going on.
flying high in the sky,
nestled in all the stars I count;
waiting for  something beautiful,
I wait smiling at the blank blue sky .

roll, keep rolling on the grass.
shine, the shine in you glows bright,
all that I ever saw in you;
every moment I see something new.


turn around and walk into your dreams.
so much said, the silence remains.
feel the glow of the early morn;
because when tomorrow comes, all might be gone.

This is all that i write;
all that I dream, all I ever wanted be.
I am on my knees, oh, I am a lucky son.
The lucky son, of no God and no sorrow.

Been on the train,
thinking and cracking my brain.
take a deep breath, think the world will fall apart.
been to places, there is no going back.
This is me, this is I;
I am my religion.

i am the radio star;
no face to show every place.
you belong to my past,
all your memories shall fade fast.

strange quotes from strange notes,
at the edge of the water,I keep losing myself faster.
close your eyes and my world fades away,
all my past my tomorrow.
I belong to the sounds of the stereo.


faraway in the sky, dont shoot me the wrong way.
change your mind before all is lost,
I am on and on humming a tune;
I sleep on the dark side of the moon.
and in the shadows I sing,flying on my pearly wing.
Watching the show as my time flies by,
I am the radiostar.

on a ship of reason, sailing through all seasons.
all the sunshine up there having their share of attention.
trying to catch my eye, the colors of this life;
paint a rosy picture, let the pain say goodbye.

feel nice about the way you feel,
live and breathe through your eyes.
stop, watch and think;
why the cold face in a warm world?


be there when they want you,
walk out of all that make you stop.
let it all go out of your mind,
gather all the fallen flowers you can find.

some promises I make;
some that I break.
Living out the pain for her sake;
I dream she would understand.

the day comes to pass;
my face scorns at me behind the glass.
I never tried and so never know;
to see the planets and their stars.

I climb on a tree to see all the minds;
all the noises that speak to me fine.
showing all that i can't take to the underground;
all the thoughts i design,all the buildings i build.
somethings I believe, some I see.

all the science cant explain why;
paintings move in the space that they can find.
i guess all the noise is sound music;
but then its all a guess, worth not much a fuss.
only if i could understand why i try,
because all she did didn't make me cry.

where do i go,where do i stay;
upon the streets of eden that i fly.
never knew when I felt the plight;
when all that I knew ever took flight.

I might just show up on my epithet;
only there signs that i lay shall forever stay.
only if she saw would she understand;
somethings you can't lose; some, you never find.

how long do i long,
to see the end of this road.
how hard have i to try,
to see the end of this night.
there comes a moon in the night,
wizzing past my dreams at the speed of light.

all i feel and all i think,
empty spaces in the shape of the world.
holding the arm of empty air;
how long before i know;
how hard I tried and what I lost.

there comes she with a look on her face;
in the dreams of this night;
how long will she stay?
she goes before she can stay,
all the sounds filling the spaces around her.

how long before I understand;
she is long gone along the shine of the light.
in the silence,I cannot breathe;
in the light I cannot see.

all the reasons that I found;
going to the nowhere where all belong.
Only if she could talk from beyond;
I could make her understand.
Somethings you can't make;
somethings you can't fake.
birds keep flying with no tears in their eyes;
wish knew her moment would come in disguise,
just a kiss on the cheek, before i could say something nice;
the clock wound too fast before a final goodbye.

changing minds like hats,

all my moral structures on a roll.

the trials have taken their toll.

born into a night, as early light taking flight;

all my life, my pessimism shining bright.

don't belive in destiny,

the whole world is loony.

faraway in a galaxy;

nevercare about what is there.

is it fate,

that drops a coin in the begger's plate?

walking into the years as you grow,

caught in the vortex of some flow;

see your dreams fly away in the wind that blows.

a secret alchemy for my fate;

going with lady luck for a date.

the fun and the pranks begin;

the happy dance like a drunk penguin.

shake a leg and go for the jive;

because ten years in the grave,nobody knows you were alive.

jumping like kangaroo from dream to dream,

live and dance before you lose the juice and cream.

everyday comes and goes,

the brit fake and fade;

in the sun, looking for shade, 

everybody on their road gets way-laid.

its the time of the howling moon,

a couple of years and everybodys' a pantaloon.

how can i get to the moon;

when the bagpiper forgets his tune.

its crazy to be here;

but better than to be nowhere.

evrybody is taken for a ride;

the lucky one ends up with the bride.

every day life turns a page,

working for no man, no wage.

3 seconds of bubble fame;

the moment we waited for never came.

a glass of bitter lemon;

empty purses and hypocritical women.

someday soon, we will find,

things that let us out of all that bind.

turning a page, killing the rage.

the music is on, the world is spinning on.

round in circles around the sun;

all right and wrong fade in the fun.

a ninja in his nightdress,

dancing crazy ,a butterfly on crack.

losing hold of my broken mind,

or maybe i better get a glue rather than the flu.

watching the sunshine in the morning;

why do i have The Who buzzing in my head.

A one way street to the dark side of moon;

always steady in a spinning curve.

eight and half pints of vodka down the pipe;

why is the world drooling at all that i like?

second shows of a sneak preview,

down the hall on freaky friday;

a weekend starts within a spin on the clock;

planning to spend it all with my mind in block.

i am a wannbe on booze,

making my mark, immersed in crack.

30 feet up in the air,

my ego far  in the sky,behold as i fly ;

i am a wannabe, flying with wings on the green.

raking in moolah, speeding on highway;

flashing 100 dollar bills, not wanting the change.

i am a wannabe, with no morals to  feel ashamed.

perhaps i may die with a neddle in my nerve,

greedy of nothing in particular, 

my life nothing worth spectacular;

i am a wannabe on the road, with no place to go.

walking the streets of italy, 

smelling of popy and trashed lily,

i pray to the devil for fame sake;

i am a wannabe on a roll, all my life some fancy ball.

Cry, for the blood;

of the strained souls that sinned.

Burn, in the pain;

of the lost and the forbidden dead.

Hate and you shall wait;

for the reaper's blade in the shade.

Rain, in the pain;

for all the prayers said in vain.

Gain, you shall none;

to follow the devil and his son under the sun.

Bleed and you shall feed,

on the rot and the dirt of your deeds.

Drink, before you forever sink;

the hatred and ignorance in your veins.

Drain, all except the pain.

feign insane on a lonely lane,

the shadows of your sins shall keep you sane.

there is no justice in a fall,

my emotions unrelated to my life theme,

like a crowd in the mall.

broken glass panes sticking out from the ground;

lost in the shadows of a inexistant pain, 

hoping that I am finally found.

what i leave behiend is only the sands on my grave.

cherishing the struggles that i never lost;

in a city of the delusional, i render some tune in my senses.

destroying the illusions and hunting for  my reasons,

i live among the light and shades of the season.

 blackholes in my head;
my actions lingering at the events on the horizon.
faraway from the ground beneath my feet,
fading into the lengths of time.


some revelation of redemption through the window,
heavenly light blinding what i can see.
the clowns with all their sorry faces;
moving in circles around hollow laughs.

some strange ease setting into my soul,
when i thought i was sinking lower;
i find myself in the fields of clover.
the throbbing in my head beating a familiar tune,
the panic in me ridden in some desolation.

sailing away from the pain into the sea;
all the monsters lay lying among the shatters of a ruin.
blaming me no more for the sins i did not commit;
the past runs away in a flashback, with no goodbye to spare.

Along some dark corner in my mind,
I never want to return to the place;
of sane dreams and insane hearts.
taking hold of my lost time, stepping into the bullet's line;
the trust in my failiure all absorbing my sins,
i stand drenced in blood, thinking what to do.

hope leaves my heart along the feather's flight;
a road of no return that i am always walking.
the rain offering some comfort along the contours of my bleeding skin;
the end seems no near, and i carry on filled with fear.

back to the grave,
with stars on my feet.
tried to forget the days,
shrouded in the shade of the night.
here i lay withering in faith,
with opeth by my side.

wading through the mist in my eyes,
looking up at the sky, barren like my soul.
the tears burning hot red through the flesh as they fall;
i lay with open eyes, with opeth at my side.

A song of seven.

seven days in passing,
seven seconds of shame'
seven sins for an eternity,
seven seconds in the shade.

seven days of life,
seven minutes of glory.
seven beats for a breath;
seven memories for a life.

seven leaves and their blades;
seven laughs for seven seconds.
seven tears for a gone past;
heaven fears the true face.

running dreams wizzing past the thought-train;

all alone at the station waiting for my time.

everything i wished for just a hand's reach away;

too sad that i lie still, motionless in my grave.

the grass and the sunshine,

a perfect glint of life in the shade;

all the pain lost in the shadow of the leaves,

too sad i still lie motionless in my grave.

walking into the sunshine of madness,
the thin line between sanity and insanity coiled around my neck;
sitting back in my own electric pain, watching as time goes on,
i still hear sensiblity shouting profanity in my face.

i know i am falling away into my misery;
falling into the broken shards of my madness,
the truth isn't as oblivious as the insanity in me;
but tomorrow i will be gone, with regret writen all over my grave.