" Dawn "

The sun will go around the moon
Its rays will melt it down to nothing
A green tree will go ablaze
Burn bright and catch on another
Into the sky we will begin to float
Gravity will cease to be no more

Stars will disappear from the sky
The greatest wish would have cost them all
The four winds will come together as one
Wrap around us and shell us into a ball
A light will glow from the centre of us
The world will bear witness to a new sun

Time will slow down close to a pause
My hand will drift in the air towards yours
Everything will go silent
The moment will never end
With the world looking on from beyond
My hand will lay into yours

Simple times are the days gone by, Fun-filled moments, regretful , some ridiculous. All still fresh in my mind. Some say better days will come. I believe today is my best – I took time to remember the simple days I’ve had.

Funny how life works, we spend half the time wanting something more, that reason for existence, that larger than life moment. Wasted are those precious minutes dwelling on a dream world that may never be. It’s the small things: that hot day in Summer, that flu week in June, that crazy dance at the club, not forgetting that gorgeous by the traffic light. Stupid irrelevant moments are what this generation adore most and reminisce on.
The rest of the world better get used to it. The gap between moral s then and now is wider and our mind learn new things before we are even ready for them. It’s an unfortunate course of the human race to think that the fate of our future survival rests in your flamboyant son.

So far running through a seemingly endless string of luck, believe it or not somewhere along the line we do get things right. We do realize that beyond the fun side, there is a more serious one requiring responsibility, accountability and integrity. Bigger things have happened, teen shootouts at schools, religious factions going after one another, one man inflicting suffering on a whole nation.

When you catch me sitting on that chair staring blankly out my window, maybe looking at that bottle of alcohol that guy is drinking across sitting on the other table, I am wondering why I realized the truth and yet he hasn’t. Life is not cloaked in an invisible garment. Its shapes and forms are known to us, splendor, beauty and majesty all recognizable to our eye. Stop and think what you are doing in this life. The pitfalls you might have. See them, correct them; make something good come out from them. The good deeds you can offer, that soft heart you have, the short temper that comes and goes, make it flourish for the benefit of someone else.

Its funny how life works, we spend half the time wanting something more…that reason for existence, that larger than life moment… That something is time, it’s our reason for existence. Every second you get to live, think and breathe is that larger than life moment. Think it through, plan it; just don’t waste it. In the end, all that you will have are these snapshots engraved in your mind.

Unusual is this old new world
Picturesque reality drenched in crudeness
readily extinguishing initial sparks of dreams
Nothing seem to come right anymore
And the right are all flocking to the wrong in scores

Ever running out of patience is time
With old age doing more than eluding our senses
Cheering on are our kids to brutal displays of violence
With the next world war being played out in your own living room

Rich men still despise an honest living
Blind sighted by the shiny, fake and appeal
Companies conquer governments overnight
and rising nations topple by morning

Blatant lies shroud truth at the slightest wisp of sound backing
Hand-me-down ceremonies now running out of style
Ring a bell for the two grooms at a wedding
And may we wish them a terrific honeymoon

Deadliest threat instated is your own doctor
Candy coated coccaine getting served as an appetizer
Our daughters selling hot on street corners
Poo has become a whole lot popular in conversations
Whilst my bag's too small for my books and a gun

In the chaos and confusion, consistency still remains
Money still buys more lives than groceries
Material still comprises majority of the individual
Joining the group leisure, soccer and chess is religion
And the plot thickens

With every betrayed friend, missing child,
setting sun some of us never get to see twice
Tremble in your shoes, shrug with relentless horror
The bone chilling part is its no longer strange to you

If the clouds were kisses, i would drench
your lips with its every little droplet.
If the sun were a little closer, i would take it down and hide it away
because you can warm up my heart with a single glance of your beautiful smile.
If the wind was at my feet, i would caress
your face with the gentle touch of a soothing summmer breeze.
If someone was to steal your heart, i would sum up the mightiest courage
and give you half of mine.

If life was a question, i would wanna be your answer.
The one who will be near when everyone else seems so far.
The one who will persist when you feel like all hope is lost.
If i had one promise to make, it would be to hold your hand and never let go.
If i were to make a sacrifice, it would be to alway be by your side.
If i were to catch sight of a shooting star, i would wish you a beautiful baby girl.
If i were to address you in my own vocabulary, it would be abundant with flower, strawberry, sweetheart and baby.
And if you were to reject me at the sound of these words, i would wish for your baby girl the same glow i see in you eyes.



...but until that day, can we be friends?

Hi everyone. Its been ages since my last post. In fact, its almost at standstill. 1 reason...

BOOKS PPL, BOOKS

2nd year can be a pain at tyms. its lyk the work never stops coming.
Well, at least now things are stable and some space has freed up in my life. Am sure gonna liven up things here again lyk ol tyms so hold on to yr seats, its gonna be a huge

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