Under the roof,
below the sun,
we all soar a million miles,
in the stretches of our minds.

Under the light,
in the ebbs of hapiness,
we drench in a hundred thousand dreams.
we make the days our own,
we  become the folly children of our own dreams.


Under the roof,
below the sun,
a singular soul, we're all one.
from the start to the end,
we float apart and away,
only to share singular joys,
to learn to share and love and hate.
disregarding the pain,
forgetting the follies,
we walk on under the sun,
to a happier place
to the final laughter at the seam.

The amber spark

The forest is foggy,
The sunlight tinged.
My amber heart glows,
In shades of my mind.

My amber life burns,
By the desires of my soul,
Of smiles, of skies and grass and dunes,
Of simple streams,
Of simple dreams.

The forest sings,
In the tones of a hundred birds,
In the colors of a million leaves.
My amber soul,
Burns through the shadows of doubt;
Bright as the sun,
Bright as the light.
Hues of days; my own,
Hues of skies, of my mental blues.

I’m the start and and end,
Of the road of my life,
I let the by-lanes define,
The colors of my soul.

I am the spark,
In my amber heart,
In my amber soul.
I am the butterfly in the wind,
A flutter of light,
A tinkle in the air.
I burn on bright,
Happy and merrily high,
Among the light and shadows,
I live bright,
An amber life.

The end, the beginning,
all start with us,
wondering if we are what is left behind.
So take a step back,
Take time and your mind back,
Until you feel alright.
Up ahead, the dream, a goal,
I can't see it,
I can't find it,
But I know I'll be alive,
At the end of the road,
With joy in my soul,
With no sad little pauses,
The dream shall be real,
My happiness shall be real.
All this time I walk,
Wondering what I leave behind,
And now, I'm out of the box,
With no walls around,
With nothing to run away from,
This day is real,
This time is real.
The end of trials are near,
Soon, all hopes shall be real.

We are but a moment's sunlight,
Harking past the storms in our soul.
Through burrows and cliffs,
Through the moors of our destiny,
We cling on, to myriad hopes.

Under dark skies and clouded lives,
We walk on, to some summer's delight.
Ever dreaming, of eternal bliss,
We are but a moment's sunlight.

Smile like you mean it,
Change your ways before the lights dim off.
One day, the laughter will help you understand,
Welcome you back,
to the good times you lost track.

Smile like you mean it,
Walk again carelessly,
with the sands of Eden under your feet.
Smile like you mean it,
Like it's the first pearl of a new born's laugh.
Smile like you mean it, for all you know,
It's all that's left in an ever fading life.

I have blue sea ebbing on and off in my veins,
I understand the language of waves.
I have the blue sky glittering in my eyes,
I talk tales to the wind; caressing every petal, hearing every sigh.

I was fine.
I pulled myself together.
Just in time,
to throw myself away.
Once my perfect world was gone..
I knew.
You ruined everything..
in the nicest way.

We are the 400 thousand sons,
making a nation on our shoulders.
We might be the lesser sons of great fathers,
but we shall walk bold under tomorrow's bright sun.
We hear them talk of society's rust while they rest,
but nobody knows,
that we'll hold the earth on our shoulders,
we can carry it all in easy strides,
singing on with no need for a livery or a flag;
We're all tomorrow has waiting for, at her door,
and we shall return to the world, more than we've ever taken,
in all.

The sunlight through your hair,
ever mesmerising, reshaping my world on its own.
May I live by the shades in it?
may I die in its ember folds?