Confession

This is my only confession
As the counsel of men that have given its trust
For every soul in need with their subjects and objects
About the rise and the fall
About the kind and the cruel
The innocent has spoken

In this massive cosmos
That full of rock of many kinds
With bricks, irons, metals and steels
Stones of many colours and many coloured sugar waters
With variety of poisons and ecstasies
Becoming greater, brawny and sadistic
Tonnes and tonnes of illusory codified rules and fictional newsletters
Could a mother tell more lie to her own daughter?

People of the world
You can see the face of the shrewd and the heartless
In the forest of insightful solidity
Sensing of losing and prevailing
Say a word when you mean it for once
Shake your hands with friends when you hope for goodness one more time
The charade is hyped and they choose to be untied
People of the world
We’re drowned in the stream of sin
We can choose to be smouldered and we can choose to be at ease
After all we are breathing through the same air
And how we supposed that the rule should end?

Just dig the mother’s belly
Just slice the old man’s crust
So long the earth can find its root to stand
From the centre of the heartless articles
Deem to justify the causes
Since we‘re still be able to make an option
She’s not losing her charm anytime today
Tomorrow there’ll be a second chance
And hope that don’t forget it will never be the third one come to heal
Too proud to lose but to o dim to know
Gradually, as we go older the more she suffer
When it’s broken it will be too late even to cry

Let us pray together
In this tiny little breathing space
Shading on the fatal flaws of the live wires
In unravelling this harmful secrecy
Cursed and puzzled as riddles unwrapped
With a little wisdom and as His humble servants
We shall pray and wish for the best
To let the revolutionary whiz moulds our destiny
Suppose there was still time to redecorate
With wonders and kindness of the Almighty
Let a brighter future shines dazzlingly for my daughters and sons
For friends and loyal followers
Let be joyful till the end...

People of People

Though they see roses are beautiful
And all the stars are stunning brightly
It is fickled and entertaining
People of people
Laugh out loud till they cry
Laugh at me like nothing matters

People of people
Though they see I’m crying by the walls
Or walking by myself and no hands held
It’s hard to be a loner
But this is it
I finally found my space
With grieved and gloomy sounds
Mis-steps of relations puts me down the earth
Like I’m buried in the darkness
I scream so shrill
Try to fight the thrill
But still you see me and no one else

They see cats are cute and snugly feline
They see me with their leery eyes
It is fickled and entertaining
People of people think I’m crazy
Should I keep away?
To flee this superficial world
As they laugh at me
For reasons that I don't know about

People of people Laugh at me
I’m being clowned and they’re clapping
Like acting on the circle stage at the amusement park
I've finally found my end in
Absurd and amusing
Because they put me on the first page
Like a lost dog found
On an empty street filled with severe doubts

Little World

Walking back there’s nothing for you here
Do you know where you’re heading to?
Made a choice you’re out of the second thoughts
Your tomorrows lay out on the ground
Like scattered pictures on the floor

You’ve played the game played it well enough
Still everything slips away
There’s always hope and as it stands alone
You return to that place inside your head
But you just can’t figure it out

And you are here now

Only you see the rain
Come crashing around you
Only you feel the pain
It’s overwhelming
Only you have what it takes
To make a different
And your little world
Will come in handy
Since sooner or later
You shall see the sparkle rises in your eyes

This is how I see myself

I know a story about an empty house
A lovely lady told me while waiting for the rain to stop
I know she’s lying to me about everything
I almost couldn’t stand her but I listened anyway
This is how I see myself

There was this young lad standing on the rooftop
He was crying for someone that he knew before
I know he’s missing his only true love or perhaps a good friend
I couldn’t help him and I just walked away
But as I walked away I looked at him one last time
This is how I see myself

Without a mirror within my reach
I see my past and hate my present
It seems impossible to play the game without falling.
I know how to read between the lines since I’ve made my rules.
Because I know we’re all a little crazy
I don’t blame myself at all because this is how I see myself


I knew a friend who was so strange
He’s so gentle and also kind by nature
but he’s too nasty and disturbed
He likes to give and give and never stop giving
Sometimes I feel like I am a very bad person
As I saw him in the eye I saw a man that I killed in my dream
And then again this is how I see myself

There was a teacher in my school and she was so pretty
I liked her so much but I was so shy since I wasn’t so brainy
I still remember she had a small red car and drove it every morning
And just yesterday I saw her on the news and she’s still pretty

Snow white

I’m no snow white
But I could taste her fear
The fear to face the disaster of the truth
Does she hide or does she fight?
Sometimes I pray for an angel
For I desire an ounce of compassion
Sometimes I pray for forgiveness
For i have sinned these many years
I beg to be different and I beg to be loved again
If I have to climb a mountain or I have to cross the ocean
It’s a small price to pay for awesomeness
Drama is the word that we all can say that we all can learn
This is my misery in my own catastrophe
As I know it’s hard to be the number one
Just because one is a lonely number
Snow white has seven friends
I’m just a solid rock sitting at the seashore which no one would care
Do you care if snow white cries again?

A sleepy lady and her story

I’m too sleepy and I’m feeling bored
As I’m waiting here at the end of the road
No trails on the path like the poem I wrote
Weary and drained for I am exhausted

The sun was unkind in the heart of daylight
A close friend of mine as it shines so bright
I’m feeling so awful yet I’m feel ing so alive
It’s just the feeling that I cannot fight

I’m smiling to myself as I’m dreaming for company
With Angie and Julie lazy and cheery
An afternoon tea for me and my buddies
Sweeten with honey and lemon with berries
Cookies and candies with brownies and cheese
It’s a perfect day as it’s nice and lovely

Talking about love for a price that we pay
Wondering and and hoping for one true love for today
A wealthy handsome man just like in the play
All in the chapter with a heart that we pray
Sadly I’m awake and my dreams fly away

So delightful and charming which I simply adore
What a lovely day just like at the sea-shore
But a dream is a dream and like a painting i saw
A lady in red like the one that I drawn
Living to wonder with dreams that’s forsure
It was written in the sky by the hands of the Lord

I’m standing at the end of the road; sleepy and lonely
Under the tree with my little kitty
As I’m lingering in silence as I’m walking through the path so easily
I’m singing in my heart so light and softly
My once told me that life is a journey
The longest one I know but I’m waiting patiently
I’m smiling to myself so witty and proudly
With no one beside me but my little kitty

Unreal

This is unreal and I couldn’t agree more
But I’ll be pleased to satisfy the night
I see the true colour of the sunbeam
It’s golden brown and shiny white
You and I have to find the tune again
As a compliment to your music
I can’t bear this quite sound anymore
It’s so peaceful that makes it not so right
It can’t be so right if it doesn’t feel right
Here I am, questioning and mumbling
The truth is I’ve got nothing to thrash out
It’s been more than a decade that I am mumbling and wondering
If there’s a god, He hates me?
But I know that there is god and I was told that He is not into hate
But who the hell know? Who the hell care?
A mother told me that God is great and He’ll always be there for me
As I have no say to blame Him as He is God the Almighty

My hate, my anger and my resentment are my own bagages to carry

This is unreal and is a very bad imitation of who I am
I was known as a soldier in the world of illussion
A pity dancer on the ice pitch skating on the round circle
Have u felt so much pain in your life in a day?
My poor soul has broken into pieces
My room is so dark as I’m alone

The pain is just to much to bear

Because I know that remembering is easy

But forgetting is the pain that I cant imagine

In the moment like this is the moment in life that i hate the most

I pray to God so that this feeling will be unreal