Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Have A Quiet Moment

Have a quiet moment
for the winter is so dark,
find no way to relent
into the night's dull spark.

Forever is always forever,
not a month or two;
intertwined together,
for both me and you.

The songs are coming
and filling up the air,
deep deep dark humming
inside now everywhere.

All is same and nothing,
growing from the roots;
tomorrow is abolishing,
into its steady absolutes.

Each hours is filling,
something of nothingness;
time by time spilling,
- all is to come again fresh.

Forever is always to be,
creating the new from old;
whatever accidentally,
the now can't for long hold.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Yellow Leaves Fall

Yellow leaves fall,
Summer is gone;
Winds northern brawl,
To carry cold on.
The Cicadas sing,
Sorrowful song;
And memories bring,
To each my long.

Flowers have fallen,
On to the earth;
Settled the pollen,
Each what it's worth.
Dreams I must carry,
Into my world's own;
And sunshine burry,
To night's dim gown.

White clouds and dark,
Fill up the sky;
Northern lights spark,
In tomorrow fly.
Sometime here again,
The spring will come;
Grow up with men,
New seeds blossom.

Give Me More

Give me more,
Of the stars out there;
Love is never too sure,
To give or to share.
Daydreaming away,
Feelings of a heart;
The innermost play,
Of two counterpart.

Raindrops falling,
From a cloudy sky;
Memories calling,
Hours that away fly.
Dreams to follow,
Into the loneliness;
Moments are hollow,
And times lovely less.

Daydreams are near,
When day's wintry on;
Crystal's icy clear,
Summer winds are gone.
Loneliness will walk,
With streets from here;
Hours a slowly clock,
In shadows atmosphere.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Like a Tree of Life

Like a tree of life,
Enchant is this way;
To the shore and rife,
Comes dawn of day.
Can we hold or reach,
What we do not know;
Anything there teach,
Which is still a glow.

Like the root of tree,
River in the stream;
Is the unknown poetry,
From another's dream.
Will it give you much,
When it appears here;
If you can not it touch,
And your feelings share.

Like a branch to reach,
Everything is there for;
Different ways to teach,
For this time's boudoir.
We can give and move,
Make the flowing flow;
Open up and approve,
What was scattered ago.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Day By Day Then Night

Day by day then night,
Voice left in somewhere's flight;
All is gone for ever more,
Nothing was for real or sure.
Then it's past or going,
Like the winter's glowing;
With fires that once burned,
Memories of no returned.

With a shadow like a name,
Burning burning passing flame;
What will recognition know,
When distant self must grow.
Purpose proper on the road,
What to time was bestowed;
Every thought one achieves,
Like the shallow broken leaves.

Night by night then a day,
Everything in a rustic play;
What must go must be again,
Or each creation is in vain.
Meet up with the roads gone,
All the sights seeds paragon;
Flowering in thoughts new,
Tomorrow's dawn fresh dew.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

If Love Comes Clear in Sight

If love comes clear in sight,
It is there for evermore;
For stars that shine through night,
Will bring love's ship ashore.

Yes love is like the flower,
That gives its seed to earth;
With its boundary and avower,
When futures give its birth.

I feel as autumn's coming,
When love's secrets go away;
And there is no more blooming,
In new and unborn day.

Our hearts are full of fears,
And the feelings that go inside;
Varieties of aromas atmospheres,
That in the soul must hide.

If love comes to you now,
It is with a silently touch;
And only goes where you allow,
With feelings in all inasmuch.

Yes love can open the sky,
With the blue colors beyond;
And be there forever high,
Though only in the heart be found.

Remember Me in Years to Come

Remember me in years to come
If I will fate away,
I was here for a moment some.

When things were still okay
To have a friend to see,
For everything is wastefully
Wastefully.

What purpose has this life of ours,
With all the various differences?
The world each opportunity devours
Before any truly acceptances.

It means a lot to me
To have a friend to see,
For everything is wastefully
Wastefully.

Each feeling 's for a while
That turns out wrong or right,
Some astray or beguile
In its moments and height.

Remember me in years to come
If friendship has been found,
Sometimes it's so gruesome
With nothing in the background.

It means a lot each day
You made me uniquely,
With all your sincerity
Sincerity.

It means a lot each way
For life is such a disarray,
When it comes to fair play
Fair play.

Remember me in years to come -
Remember me.

Somewhere Where There's a Rainbow

Somewhere where there's a rainbow
There are dreams that come true.
Something in the afterglow
Especially made for all that's new.

Time will give a love song
For each day that goes by,
Where our daydreams belong
Behind a cloudy sky.

Never ending seasons there
All is with the stars faraway,
Dreams can take you anywhere
Turn a night into to a day;
Somewhere perhaps again
With new sweet melodies,
We shall find the fairy lane
And new fields of strawberries.

Somewhere where there's a rainbow
Where we can make a wish,
Down on Yellow Brick row
We can have all of this.

Somewhere beyond
A dream comes true,
Somewhere beyond
For me and for you...

Friday, May 13, 2005

Day After Day There is Sunset

Day after day there is sunset,
Beautiful ashtrays of yellow dust;
All what days of the days meet,
Rays of the sunshine hours of lust.
The eyes inside the evening,
Before the day is all gone;
Where lark and small birds sing,
There in red layered setting sun.

Dark blue and half lonely,
The hours that dark gives away;
Shadows of night dancing only,
With tone of the wind that play.
Rides of the moon in clouds,
Water that glances in a glow;
Streets empty without crowds,
All is now in silent and slow.

Lips of a dream now kisses,
Wings of the darkish flowers;
Brings to a thought night wishes,
Before return of morn hours.
How does a dim make doubts,
Vividly morning coloured orange;
Brushing away grey burn-outs,
Giving the light again change.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Dream Away in The Lights

Dream away in the lights
For hope is still there on,
A thought may lose its flights
But it's never ever gone;
All is in the flying high wings
That are going over or down,
Each adhere to the enfoldings
With the winds of crosstown.

Reasons get away are lost
Nothing more of that to say,
For we complete or exhaust
Everything we communique;
There are thoughts in confusion
With some reliefs to ways out,
Each in constant invalidation
For to know what it's about.

Dream away don't be clear
With something that's shifting,
Going places in uncertain blare
Like a cloud in the sky drifting;
Going distance with a fantasy
Keep the wiev almost through,
What you know's what you see
From everything you'll preview.

I've Always Wondered

I've always wondered
About the winter's light,
So much thoughts pondered
Through the day and night;
Come and go as feelings are
Everything that I may see,
There is a falling wishing star
In at sight from top of a tree.

Like winter lights flow away
Mood are going on and on,
Shortest is the winter's day
All sky fires now almost gone;
Best of dreaming coming in
As the candles flickers through,
Twilights mornings with a tin
Colors dim in a darkish blue.

I've always wondered
What it was deep and why,
Running risks and adventured
In a beautiful moon less sky;
Nothing is too far in motion
That you can't see it moving,
Every dream has its notion
To earth's reality reproving.

All in All Within

All in all within
We speak and yet we spin,
All our wonderings while
Each word performed in style;
And what it is not now
It shall not make a dow,
For things are what they are
A perfect or a scar.

A start in moment fresh
That becomes less and less,
As years drive through the pain
Each one of them will fain;
Or echo quite differently
Form what we thought it to be,
A pain in it's own shell
Or something we couldn't tell.

All in all within
Our thoughts and our sin,
That makes us write more
To bring our boat ashore;
A step by step with time
From what is within begrime,
Where it becomes independent
From each and every attendant.