I wish i was high- not on the narcs but within,
stable as a table- without an upward chin.
I wish i can laugh with the feelings of universe- to speak and to be heard.
I wish i could share- emotions, i feel in despair.
I wish much to help myself and others who relaps,
and then I wish of your nearness... ah' what a bless.
I am nothing but a fragment of this earth; known to some, adored by a few,
a reality on the rolling roads, now got my own que.
No tears but love i need- in rememberance, i loved you,
Keep racing the hearts ya'll, coz now- i am You.
P.S: love and prayers to the fellow rider too. May your souls shine bright
My wishes my prayer, roams freely-
In quantities very rare
Human or an entity other- they cover as each's share
Its not what i do always,
a bursting rage has hired my mind as it's resting place,
but alas! (It is bad, and they don't care)
Feeling the passion of this agression, i make way clear,
come.....let's disappear!
Tell me if i ask, if she was there- my patience,
that she held me as i was.
My "self" true and it cared too,
Have i cared to be enough?
Am i living without a clue!
Dont look back, i try, when there she lies- My happiness
Tell me, was i able to stick or sticked to be watched?
Oh tell me now...
Is that too much to ask?
I m stuck on to you baby
Stuckk on your face
I might repeating the sentance
Maybe,
but not to waste
Coz everynight now
I see you in my dreams,
many moments baby
I think of you
and if I bloody try to wash it,
This fuckin heart buys a rain-coat new
Tell me what to dooooooh..
Ohhhhh
Tell me what to dooooooooooo!
I was sitting in the corner, thiking of the quite times and there were noises everywhere, not natural; all made by madness`
It was confusing enough for me to go more deep- the search was in continuation for pure peace.
I, at first tried a seldome approach,
but only to know; t'was loathed with ego,
What can i do to please you, my little mind- I asked, why this much blue!
Nothing it told me and i found, nothing it ever tells you...
Yet i smiled- "if only it was about the color blue"
...the noises are still there but i've stopped thinking; and not rash they are now, but seem more soothing.
Drifter is a word, also an emotion to many
Strolling their whole life, they appriciate
Stunn of science and calm of pure,
they been doing so- since an anicient date
To pass the time or to know more
This life, that has setteled on many a shores
They walked, are walking and will be walking...too long, too late
