Lily's dream

I sense the sorrow
In your broken smile
a little less yesterday
A little more tomorrow

The longing of a soul
In the beautiful Brown eyes
a little less yesterday
A little more tomorrow

Your belief in destiny
Together and many
a little less yesterday
A little more tomorrow

Auburn hair flowing
Autumn around the corner
a little less yesterday
A little more tomorrow

I shall sleep tonight
Hoping to dream
a little less yesterday
A little more tomorrow

Crimson

The distance creeps up on me
on low shadowy nights
the heavy winds blow
heavy as my heart at dawn

i long for the moonless nights
i wait for your slightest move
All your beautiful memories
is all i hold on to

i try to curb the urge
but your thoughts re-surge
your eroticism entices
this weakened heart

i hold strong for
the storm rages on
i will fight
for the battle shall be won.

Once again

I want to run. Run really fast.
Feel the wind up against. Once again.
It wasn't strong or randy.
It was the same then too.
I had just stopped to look ahead.
And never look to stop.
I want to run. Run really fast.
Feel the wind up against. Once again.
In these cobbled streets I see,
cities built on past glories
In these cobbled streets I see,
days from a distant memory
I want to run. Run really fast.
Feel the wind up against. Once again.
Oh! How nice those days had been.
Days before I stopped running
Oh! How nice those days had been.
Days of a future calling
I want to run. Run really fast.
Feel the wind up against. Once again.
I wish to see them again,
not from memory or in vain.
I wish to see them again,
open my eyes and forget the pain.
I want to run. Run really fast.
Feel the wind up against. Once again.

A circus trick

Life is a fragile being.
So fragile that men try to protect it from its own frailty.
It is carefully built like a palace of cards and comes as easily down like it never was.
The hopeful believe in its strength to stand. The realist is ready to pick up the pieces.
It makes us all weak. It's strength is in believing it was never meant to be.
Yet we play along this charade, making mockery of our existence
Yet we hold dear this life, for it's one in a million possibility to be.

Paradise city

Give them their space
Give them time
For paradise city awaits
All of us!

A place of joy
A place for us
A place unknown
For now happiness

Ain' a place
Nor a memory
Maybe time
A lovely phase

And paradise city
Awaits us all
One and many
Together we fall

What is paradise city? Its not a place. It's not on any map. No legend or history about it. A land mortal men have longed to master.
It's a phase of time. When nothing else seems important. An instance of time when we're all present. And we're all happy. Haven't we all dreamed of a time when we're with everybody we cherish and love.
Patches of happy memory stitched together. When we know happiness is the only emotion and time the antagonist.

I see you materialise right before my eyes. And yet I wonder, have I done enough to earn my time onboard

Horizon black

You look ahead
The winding roads
Come to a standstill
The dust seems to settle
Wind nonexistent
Only sound of your breath
Alarming loneliness
Awkward predators waiting
What is it that you see ahead?
Fear engulfs the present
Mysterious thoughts floating
Dreadful memories waiting
Too afraid to remember the path
A monster chasing shadows
There is only one way to go
The only path remaining
I look up ahead to see
The vast vacant sea
Horizon black