Nostalgia Rain
Morning wake with rain, wet and cold
Weather weary not tame
Soil soaked like a sponge
Animals awake and alert
Nothing in the way
Feeling cozy in a sweater
Makes you think back
RetrospectThe summer has left us
Without a call or goodbye
Everyone is moving, so busy
You are left alone,
spinning in circles
Where shall I go?
But no one ever knows
Thinking to yourself
Am I so crazy?
I don't know what I want, so undesisive
And then you just turn on the music
It makes you feel better
Makes you want to dance
Trances of beats
Nostalgia it weeps
Memories of good and bad
Dreams of what can be
Only if they last.
Song's Tune
Sonic sound
Muffled tone
Repeated rhythm
Here it goes
Again and again
Melancholic melodies
Sync pulse
Echo recites
Notes in song
The light in the Dark
and you're not in control
You know not the out come
and worry if everything is alright.
Turning to God in prayer.
Seeking the light out of dark evil.
You believe in healing and transformation.
You stand with pillars of faith.
And you know that everything will be o.k in the end.
Because God is there holding your hand.
Welcome to paradise.
Land filled with no despairLiquid in the vicinity of the turquoise islet
Sun glimmering softly, barely touching the tops of the surf
Music fills your ears, peace it sings
Body and soul in anatomical release
Colors so vivid they pierce
Nothing meddling with your reflections
Sounds diverse into meditations
Tropical conditions,
Weather in its greatest
Surroundings create complete serenity.
Unknown
It was dark and cold
the mist was heavy and bold
and I continued to stroll to the unknowns.
My life: desperate for answers,
and domestic realities of ordinary substances.
Where has it all gone.
I don't know,
but the poisonous raptures of human beings
tangle and twine the mind into fears.
I walk, not knowing the answers
and talk, to veil the truths
Does the earth contain its' self?
Or is it ready to burst?
Has reality morphed into a dreamed game?
and life become the want of fame.
Where a child weeps not knowing his name.
The world has changed.
It once was sanctuary
When angels and even God
came down and strolled the grounds
But now it is a mass of vile acts,
polluted atmospheric air, and rubbled stone.
I do not know
where all this goes
but quitting is not the way out.
Humanity has come to its' greatest.
Only to face its other transcending.
But do they know that their acts will be judged?
Great knowledge comes from the knowledgeable.
The One that knows all the answers.
Deep inside we know all our faults and desires,
Where ours dreams could really turn into reality,
only if we want to.
God has in store for us his greatest.
