~Dear readers,i do hope,the tiniest spark bloomed in you..only if more,like a shooting star would be nice..Thanks for passing by~

Saturday, August 19, 2006

a wanderer

when clouds gather as one,
storm will knock the tree
a wanderer beneath,
his pencil dance,then later he reads,
and the earth listens to him
flowers and long grass bow to agree,
birds above share their beauty,
way up high, he gaze afar
whether a glimpse of heaven
through storm then beyond clouds,
if he could hold,
that the hope he wrote,
do exist.

Monday, August 14, 2006

wish i could stay

a lonely chair i sat to think
and on and on i sat on it
in a bus,a plane or train
looking all so innocent

a wooden flute i wish to hear
and on and on i try to play
in my hands its turning cold
looking all used and old

a paper boat i hope it float
and on and on it sail away
in a park with little pond
looking fragile and in grace

wish i could stay...

but color crayons i see myself
and on and on it play around
the paper cry it will be tore
looking full or beautiful?

wish i could stay...
wish i could stay...
wish i could,
stay...

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Color of Crayons

do you wanna be blue
be like the dolphins
or be gloom
do you like yellow
sunflowers swifts slow
or roots stuck below
do you prefer green
trees becoming mountains
or swamps that look mean
do you see red
be the same as blood
or keep away from the siren
do you consider black and white
be certain
or be grey
do other colors play too
be morphed into uniqueness
or be aliens

collect all color of crayons you like
make your masterpiece

Friday, August 11, 2006

the Inside

i look out from the inside
my heart's taken out from inside
wind blows colder in the inside
my body freezes

i stepped out from the inside
edens left alone in the inside
fairies lost to the inside
my body freezes

angels take the inside away
night asleep in the inside
wide desert of an inside
cant see any way

give me back my inside
i cant be right

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

change

the sky has been torn apart
and all the stars are falling down on me
other planets lost their color
and so does my dream

things are changing
it teach us how to breathe
in time where death appears

so i fall down on my knees
closed my eyes and start to breathe
and stars are all i see
they drowned in the deep black sea

then i wake up from the dream
float above the sea
looking down on my feet
now all the stars are shining up to me

things are changing
soon ill glow too bright
in time where there's no light

so i fall down on my knees
closed my eyes and start to breathe
and stars are all i see
they drowned in the deep black sea

but time comes in
and change me...