Songs of illusions

All wonders of the world
I welcome them
unto my dreams
which lie ages away

All forefathers of rebels
They revolt in my blood
And I need to bring them
A sea of calmness
A song of harmony

I stand by my words
which made me a poet
of all insane memoirs
And all figs of a living tree

Let them bark
And hide me mad
I will get them
sight of a nightingale

Welcome songs

Come, let us know
that we are sleeping
when they harvest
on our soils
breeding our slumber
on our yards

Come, let us sow
in our dreams
Songs of past
Scenes of tomorrow
Sparrows of everyday

Come, let us brake
Sluggish of letters
Songs of cultures
Silica of warrants
Salt of saliva

Come, let us come
as no one is welcome !

Written on dreams

Every dreams
that we see
they are lost
when we welcome
tomorrow's to come
yesterday's in memoirs

Every sleep we want
can never escape
the dreams
that is cast
on your past

Soulmate

Let us sink
Deep into these oceans
And bring home naked eyes

We need them high
above the towers
that we built for a past
that we plan for many deaths

They pray for our providence
who are they ?

They bleed for our senility
what do they want?

They stretch for our skins
what is their sin?

where can we find soul
when nothing else can meet?

Wakeup Lights

Tainted lights
And their towery poles
They need you

Tides of sounds
And their vocal chords
They crave for you

Arise, arise, walk ahead
Sun is yours
Sunday is yours
Wake up to work
when all are afraid

Often walls can make
a child, a man
a man, a monster
a monster to weep
And be a man again

Never cage the light

Skies are open
But climb the steps
Knowing darkness
Never be greedy
to cage the light
however deep the fear is

Hold your hands
Never make them empty
Have a sandful of
life, smiling at least

Walk like a child
whether winter or autumn
Let sun shall guide you

Love your life
Alone or aloud
Each of its glimmers
be your fire
In gardens of others
throw your light

Let them leaf your light
Never cage the light
As no age shall cage you too

Knowing & Unknowing

Even at midnight
Sun can see my earth
And its nightmares

Why can't we grow
Seeds as they like?
As we know it
Life is not to mourn
Or to hide skindeep

Open your eyes
And see what all are open
And what all are gleaming

Question your silence
As we know its past

Answer your tomorrrow
As we cannot know their past

Knowing and Unknowing
I exist beneath all these