Dreams

Dreams I see
Have your beautiful eyes
Smiling, touching me
Humble heart
praying, pleading
Last till eternity
this mesmerising
possibility

Subliminal

We have the best at our heart
Community service makes us apart
In youth we live
Rain forest we rebuild
Jobs we provide
Economic freedom, pride
We having nothing to hide
Except pollution and guilt
Profits and filth, chemical we spill
We are the best still
Come work in our mill
Humanity we are fine with
Nature we sometime kill

Lurking

A boat awaits
for a journey to
high seas
Inside great ocean,
waterborne
Yards in, miles out
immense darkness
humbles tiny soul within
Forcefully
chaos ready to break-in
after eras of utter calmness

Time travel

Distances mapped,
caged and trapped,
No escape, one master
Time and its disasters
Can you turn tables
Start a resistance
Joining in rebels
Let it lose kingdom
Making it your slave
Slowing it down
Making it behave
Impossibility, it seems
an unthinkable scheme
non starter, will unravel
unless you know
before the morning glow
How to time travel!

In the rich man’s world

I don’t want your money
I have no urge to steal
If only for a moment
you realise how I feel

Brought up in a ghetto
Parents killed before time
gangs all I have as relations
Inheritance not a dime

Leftovers for sustenance
held machetes, never a pen
Drugs carrier at five
Junkie at the age of ten

Hardened by daily beatings
Bullying is just for fun
betting my life everyday
roulette with loaded gun

Trading in crack, heroin
Thousands I do make
Wish I could cross thirty
before dumped in a lake

Stockholm – the snow hides away all its beauty

Probably the cleanest city in the Western Europe, beautiful people, amazing views, great art scene. Definitely require a visit if you haven’t been there, however I would go in summer. Even Swedes recommend that 🙂

Day dream

On the horizon, a sailing boat
A lonely soul at the helm
Eyes closed, meditating
Boat on its own, course setting
Take her to the destinations’ dream
Valley of the sun, desires but one
To meet the beloved
And her wish was heard

Who am I

Should I be proud
or humble
fly high
or stumble
in front of you
without any class
a cheap imitation
of who I was

Positivity blues

Enough gloomy thoughts

Mind’s insane wrought

Let’s look at the sunshine

Clear blue skies

Contentment highs

Love pure sighs

pessimism dies

Smiles soar, fly

Soul feels at peace

Negativity release

bickering cease

Life’s new lease

Happiness keys

were left on the road

to be picked up

Travel travails

Go fly, in the red sky

end of journey

someone is waiting

to give you flowers

happiness and powers

to change all what is

around us, thus

don’t wait, don’t be late

it is your calling, risk of falling

who cares, destiny dares

grab and go, never show

weakness in the hour of need

thousand minds to feed

inspiration, elation, relation

to love, life, and leaving

as whatever we see here

is fickle, dime and nickel

tease and tickle, compared

to what is waiting,

on the other side, so ride

cross red tide, burning sun

reach limits of the sky, fly