Undress Me.

Clothe Of Anger!
Undress Me, For Thy Breathe Is Of Pain and Heart Is Of Looping Tears. I Hear You're Of Great Wisdom, So Tell Me..
What's So Special Between a Red and Black Heart?
I Feel Pain Is Being Planted In My Night and I'm Too Weak To Walk In This Garden Of Harvest.
I'm To Pen My Feelings Here but I Doubt I'm Right On This.
I'll Walk Gently To Sleep and I Hope To See Thy Pilot In My Dreams.

Clothe Of Anger!
Fold Me Up To Tell My Story.
For Thy Innocent Soul Knows Nothing Of What it Embrace.
May Heavens Descend For Thy Good, For Sins Eat In Me.
I Know Nothing Of Hope, For Ye is a Grain Of Sand To Fetch.
I Know Thy Maker Hears Me.
And Thee Is Of No Smile To Put On thy Face.

Tenacious Hunt

What life confronts us with sometimes is beyond imagination
On the journey of life,
Many roads are long and winding
Filled with those who have lost their way
Those who believe Destiny put them where they are
Those who have no idea of their purpose
Those who just fill the space of matter
Some decide to force their course, guided by faith
Seeking not a location but a kindred soul
To save their world, to save the world
From the atrocities of life
To make life worth living
To survive

Nothing New Something Special

Should I to a summer's day?
Should I to the rythm of the traditional drum?
Should I to the sophisticated piano?
Should I to the sweet dreams?
Or to Romeo and Juliet?
What shall I compare thee to?
Rough winds shake the buds of summer.
Drum sticks break the skin of drums.
High pitches destruct the rhythm of the piano
Sweet dreams are reality nightmares.
Romeo and Juliet may become Othello and Desdemona
What if I compare thee to none?
What if I kept you dear?
What if I think you are incomparable?
What if I am sure you are?
Would you still be mine

WHAT HAVE WE TO LIVE FOR?

WHAT is the purpose of life?
HAVE we something to be here for?
WE are born into this world,
TO do what exactly?
LIVE to die, is that it?
FOR so long a time now
I always wondered if people also wondered
About what exactly our purpose was, is, and will be
What is the essence of the life circle?
What is the essence of life?
What is the essence of creation?
We fear DEATH. Death is what most would like to avoid
But the question is WHAT HAVE WE TO LIVE FOR?

WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG?

....and it was good.
That starving baby
That discriminated toddler
That worried teen
That jobless graduate
That infertile woman
That crying husband
That wandering mad person
Is it a divine creation?
Or it was just a cosmic accident?
What is wrong on earth?
What have we to correct?
How can we make it good?
How can we bring back that which is lost?
How can we make creation the good it was?
What on earth is wrong?

Our Souls with Faith

We Stand Out Alone For What We Have Done.
Actions we've caused and Words we've Uttered out.
Why Dine With us?
Why Mock us?
We Emptied our Souls with Your Faith
We Covered our Faces with thy Sins.
Laid Down our Swords and Wives For You.
And Ignored The Cries of Our Children For Your Sake.

Let Us Rest In Peace Now.
For Thy Innocent Blood Haunts Us!
Let Us Restore Back The Old.
For We See No Light in the New.

We've Been Punished Drastically For Our
Actions.
We End This Life Here Today,For We're Blasphemed with it.
Bring Back The Old.
And Take the New Away.





Inspired by MisTer Jed

When shall I

Beauty in the Eyes not the heart.
Lead Me not into a cursed land.
But to take a path of unjust
Luck towards the road of broken hearts
Help Me Cure them.
For their blood is pure.
Raise their Kids into heirs of this land for it cries for help.
How I Watch and See These Rich Kids Play.
I'm Standing here in a room Full of oppressed people as Captives.
Where we've got nothing to show the world but then the world has us.
Swinging from up to down and running across the road of freedom.
Shall I be there one day to swing along as they do?
I've got my doll and parents with me
 and brethren from different locations watching and weeping in tears.
Then I ask Myself...
"When shall I be set free to sing with these kids as they do.
I'm here dreaming with my Eyes opened




Inspired by MisTar Jed

The Masterpiece

Everyone loves to rise to a beautiful morning
The sun brings joy to all:
To that fearful child that is afraid of the dark
To that freezing world in winter.

The golden morn' ray of the sun
Makes us beam with smiles
'Cos we know yet another page
Of our life's been opened.

But this beauty is suddenly disrupted.
The stormy rains that sends everyone running
Helter skelter and shivers of fear of distraction.
The clouds that blocks the nice scenery of the sun.
And the night that puts us to sleep.
All these make it impossible to have a good time with
What gives us joy.

Amidst all these distractions that keep us
From our joy, our time with the golden rays,
There's hope.
Hope to wake and feel and see the warmth
And brightness the sun brings us.

And so I say, SO LONG AS THE SUN CONTINUES
TO RISE, SO LONG WILL I LOVE YOU.
And so long as there's the night, so long will I
Remember we can't be together
Always.

My Story

She told me what I didn't know
When I needed to know
I realized why I can't be like them
She told me how it started
I realized why my path was that way
She told me how I came about
I realized I was rather fortunate
She told me how far she has come
I realized the depth of my mistake
Then I sat back
Took a clearer look
I realized I should never have gone that way
So I turned this way
And she smiled
And she winked
And she left
But I wasn't right
From the start