Mind Ocean

Floating on the ocean of dreams
Swimming through the tides of thoughts
The splashes of imagination wake me up
And waves of fantasy ride me through
The stillness is what I miss

Life Death

Life is a pattern
Death is an occurrence
Together they create
A series of questions
Answers remain
Situation is claim to fame
Pain and suffering stay the same
You and I change name
Face and memory erased

Luminous People

Most of the people
In the world are
Glittering stone that sparkle
Brightly but with little pressure
They crack and break
Those that are unpolished
And shine barely
Are of the limited kind
When polished they
Illuminate the whole room
They are impossible to break
And are difficult to find
But important to keep

Wind

I am the wind
Without me
The water shall
Shall stop flowing
The fire will stop burning
The earth will stop shaping
I am the wind
Powerful as the storm
Gentle like the breeze

I can sail you across
The deepest ocean
Fly you above
The highest mountain
Give you a rush of energy
Refresh your senses
Replenish your soul
And release your spirit
Be wild like the wind
For and against everything

Decay

We all look the same
Once we decay
Either our flesh gets
Eaten by the worms
Or burnt by the flames
So why do we pretend
To be so pretty
And obsesses about beauty
Get stuck up with art
When we know
We are going to
Leave with a fart
The shades of skin
Brown white yellow
Pink black & albino
All pretty much stink
No matter who you are
No matter what you do
No matter what you did
No matter what you plans were
Your body will rot
Your body will burn
Someone will chop you up
Someone will use you for soap
You could be Genghis Khan
Or you could be a janitor
It doesn't matter now
Your just decayed dust
Filth and misery
Charm and goodwill
All of that will be
In your obituary
Someone will cry
Someone will smile
Why should you care
Anymore you just died tonight
Your veins will freeze
Your brain will spasm
You will gasp for breath
Then you will scream for help
In screeching agony
You will leave this place
Asking for that last
Drink of water
Either you will get
Most likely you won't
But if you do
You will be sorry cause
You will live that much longer
Wishing that you died
And regretting why
You asked for that
Glass of water?
Now your end is near
That is very clear
So shut your eyes
There is no fear

Dead Without Reason Born Without Purpose

A few people dead, a few people born,
Dead without reason, born without purpose
Just like a flower I bloom and someone plucks me
It hurts but hey what the heck
I am not going to stop blooming

I like the kiss from the buzzing bee
And the sting from the humming bird
But the plucking from the hands that caress
Is something unheard-pluck plat ploom

I am a part of the bouquets now
Yes , the same bouquet you gave
Your wife, daughter , child, lover whoever
Which now you take to your grave
But that just tells you that love is a terrible disease
That kills the pretty little flower and bleeds the plant

The nectar gets bitter and the stench gets louder,
The bloody killer must be around
How do I avenge my murder? Oh I know
I will glow with colors and tempt the killer
And soften their minds, suppress their will
Until the shoot their own kind

I am the flower and this the way
I take my revenge for the death
That never paid and the birth that repaired.

Progress

Progress
Body is decaying
Mind is shinning
Soul is polishing
Time is turning
The mask of life
Is peeling off.

Each Hour is 100 Years

Each hour consider it as 100 years
1am is 100AD, take 5 minutes
Of each hour to imagine what
It must have been 2am is 200AD
So on and so forth
At 1200 wake up and count and see how many
5 minutes of history have you imagined
At 1500 you will see you have passed
1500 years of mystery , the blistering sun
Will soon set at 1845 give yourself another 5
Click on your internet browser
Go to your favorite search engine type 1845
See what happened then
A time portal is what we have created
You wanted to spend 5 instead you ended up with 55
Your clock was ticking its 1900
The turn of the century around now its going
To be the 21^st century, 2000 hooray Y2k passed
There is no fear remember those 5 minutes
Of grueling agony, those treacherous technocrats
Its 2010, here and now, the song’s still going on
How far till 2300 hours, that’s the future
At midnight its 0000 we start all over.

Energy

Bubbles of energy
Fluttering through space
Entering bodies filling minds
Exiting souls finding destiny
So we are told
Then time passes by
And energy gets old
Broken into pieces
Fallen everywhere
Small crumbs found in hard chunks
Shinning like diamonds
Glittering like gold
My energy its everywhere.

Grave Maze

A candle is only need when its dark
Its useless when the sun's around
So we take the dark-side
Sleepless nights restful days
Nocturnal is what we are
We like the mid-day sun
Afternoons are for screaming
Evenings are for roaming
Nights are for thinking
Dusk and dawn are a daze
This life is a bloody maze
Once you figure it out
You create another one
And trap the hamsters
The chickens, the lambs
The sheep and cows
And soon you are a shepherd
The village has become a town
The town has become a city
The city has become a state
The state has become a country
Things get bigger
Things get louder
People get prouder
All you got to remember
You created the maze
And you're the piper
Throw the pipe into the ocean
And ride the wave
Or pick up the shovel
And dive into your neighbors grave!

Burden of Mistake

No need to carry the burden of mistake
It will serve no purpose 
Nor will it rectify the error
Mistakes happen, just as life happens
Sometimes you forget that you breathe
And that breath just keeps flowing
Just like water between the rocks and in the gutter
Mistake is just a detour
Once you learn to crawl you can't sit still.

Anger

My anger hits you hard
Like an ice cube
But it soon melts away
And often you will use it
Cool things down
My anger like me is cold.

Chances

Ugliness is given chance to become Beautiful
Beautiful is given chance to become Perfect,
Perfect is given chance to become Abstract,
Abstract is given chance to become Illusion,
Illusion is given chance to become Fantasy,
Fantasy is given chance to become Reality,
Reality is all about Chances!