~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~

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

a useless Anger Note to the Low People

you can only wish
to have some kind of courage
you can only dream of living
like a fairy tale in a nightmare surroundings

cause you don't have what it takes to be me
you don't have the words to address the words of a king
nothing like a bug you fleet with red dots
little lightbugs with little spark

just little
cause i see through your big hat
that you forget to take off to bow
must have been your head is as little
as your little heart
that you needed to hide as low as you can

this must be said
this is a shame
but im done taking off blame from the murderer
it's time for the offender
your punishment stage is all in order

i can smile as if im nine
i could act like a ruler in my own stand
my eyes are shut, i am blind
when it comes to seeing what you hide behind
not cause i cant see right through you
it is simply that "i dont want to!"

let go of your efforts to make me small
nothing you say will make sense
cause only the true warrior see with a heart
and a rat like you wont stand a chance

so you see you cant have my pride
you cant have what you cant have
its not about luck
its about you not having any guts

cause the worthy knows that truth is rare
and only the worthy...dares!

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Don't Kill The Moon

1
lying on the floor
won't make the sky fall
with the blanket on
with the saddest song
playing your mind on and on
rooted pain growing strong

***
what feel is real
don't question
even if sun up with the rain
it's still clear to see
through the breeze
that you can turn it any way around the moon
go around and be found
there's always stars shooting down
but
don't kill the moon
don't kill the moon

***

2
staring long to the space
more minutes you waste
i can swear this isn't the sight
we all wish at night
but dawn push the moon down
taking you deeper underground

3
whatever the moon want to mention
let it haze in the air
and after fog covers and torn view apart
then walk away

sept 2007

"Red Bus"

there's a little boy asking me for direction
i cant help myself but stare
wonder about the age
from his eyes

little that i say the more he shoots out confusion
he do what i do
wondering if he should ask
the next one

funny how things go
when unfamiliar stole
our precious white lies
that all is all right

did you manage to stop today
with days getting busier everyday
the ride can always be found
when you didn't come around

so take a seat
wait in line
can you make the time
for the little kid in us
riding the Red Bus

sept 2007