HE

Dark closed cold cell,

Somewhere in distant bell ringing

Evanescing the sound,

He heard the sound,

He closed his eyes,

Tied his hands are

Chains on leg,

Too dark to look into his eyes,

No one knows what’ in there,

For a while now

The bell had stopped,

It’s all silent again,

Deep calm silence

Like death,

His sigh broke the silence,

At the same time in those mountains

A wolf howled,

He slowly opened his eyes,

Who is he?

Do you know?

You are wrong,

You do know him

So do I,

We all know that chained person,

He is the fire,

He is the spirit, the wind

The wind that used to

Blow through our blood,

He is the song

That used to make us wild

He is the dream, the craziness

That we forget as we grew up,

He is the child, the insane child

Waiting for the summer rain,

Do you remember him now?

Yes you do

Now open the door

Walk out in the ground

Look at sky

Spread your arms wide

And now scream, SCREAM

Scream for your dream

Close your eyes

See that dark cell

That chained man

Now you can look into his eyes

Its dark but still you can see his eyes

See, his eyes are determined

Look, his muscles are strong now

And now he is trying,

He almost breaking out of the chain,

Can he do it? Can he?

Well if you trust on him, then yes, he can

Just keep the faith,

He can do it

And look, he is about to...

misleading sonnets

Rainbows come, rainbows fade,
None did or does ever stay.
Life's best lesson is thus explained,
When the sun shines on a rainy day.
The wind that ruffles my hair now,

Shall be soon afar, forever gone away
Yet the fleeting pleasure moves me how,
How oft is today's trophy, tomorrow's clay!

Yet, not all moments become bygone,
Not all joy thaws asunder, shrivels or sway,
Like oysters bleed their pain to eternal pearls,
I ached alone all my life to win thy love,
Which none might ever see or speak.
Come, take my love which quietly wandered,
But never went astray.

DROPLETS

The other day, I was in the shower

Watching the silver stream

Descend from perpetuity,

Obscuring me in a dream.

As I wetted my hand with water

I was drenched in its verve;

Engulfed in a trance so beautiful

I sought my unconscious half.

I put four droplets on the bathroom wall

Each small and round,

Gazed at them with sodden eyes

As they raced for the ground.

Each of them were in a hurry,

Trickling down the wall,

Jostling their way ahead

Crawling ,crawling, crawl.

One went dry before it made the sink,

One went down in a run,

The two other went meandering

Only to become one.

Four droplets sang the song life,

The sound of philosophy.

Ringing deep inside my soul

Was an insight poised subtly.

In the end it doesn’t matter

Whether you succeed or fail,

It’s what you have left in your path

It’s all about the trail.

A Dream

From this devastated hatred

Finally love will reborn

World will be healed again

No matter how badly it is torn

From this countless teardrops

And endless night of pain

Oneday happiness will rise

Dreams will peep again

Though now the ground is blooded

But soon thy bird will fly, the white dove

And world will be one like Imagine

Filled with peace and love

Peace

Fuck the light

Let me dream

In this dark

Here I scream

They says knowledge

Is the light

But in the shadows

Of my sight

I find the wisdom

I find the depth

I am lunatic

Dark is all I ever crave

To me dark is

Where we blind

Where we all equal

Purest mind

Light is chaotic

Dark is peace

Dark my mind

Dark my speech

Desolation Row

Once I received a postcard of the hanging

I packed my bag and left the town

While crossing the bridge I saw them throwing

The king’s golden crown

And the defeated riot squad

They’re again starting to dream, you know

We all want you again here with us

In Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so happy

With a hope she smiles

Then she starts playing her mouthorgan

Zimmerman style

And in comes Romeo, he's reciting

"Deep in my heart I do believe"

And someone says, "You're in the right place, my friend

You need not to leave"

And the only sound that's left

After the wind blow

Is we all singing together

In Desolation Row

Now it is almost midnight

We are singing for you

The fortune telling lady and the Good Samaritan are with us

Ophelia and disguised Einstein too

The jealous monk joined us today

He’s playing what he used to play long ago

His electric violin all over again

On Desolation Row

We are writing this letter to you

With hope but don’t know if you’ll get it though

In case you’d like to know where we posting it from

It’s Desolation Row

In the Dark

Once I saw a light that shined

Shining so bright

I followed the glimmer from the night

I thought it was right

But the light was too bright

Blinded me inside

Now I’m stepping back again

Evanescing from sight

I look back to the dark night

The night is so polite

Where I know nobody

No one cares for mine

In the darkness of my cocoon

Let me again hide

If you want to find me

Look at the night

Look at this shinning

Darkest night