“Ice Melts to Freeze”

“Ice Melts to Freeze”

Stabbing Again and Again…

The ice so breaks… scattered and dazed… ages of history… to the solved… unsolved mysteries … the life has stopped… death so appeased… the heated blaze… journey so changed… preachers around… thrashing down…

Stabbing Again and Again…

The heat of stabs… piercing through… breaking life… the life so old… listeners to orators… guided so guiding… thrashing so charging… skilled to unskilled… running around… looking for meanings… the meaningless blank…

Stabbing Again and Again…

Nature so harsh… brings out war… war so torn…  the ice no more… the freeze so gone… strength so torn… useless to used… melted so… fizzing out… the vapors so…

Stabbing Again and Again…

Priding long strides… proved so to the point… life is a mystery… getting us in history… history so torn… children are born… born to the dead… the losers have won… the lost so guiding …

Stabbing Again and Again…

Garden to heaven… the tears so given…  all lost… no glory… accounts so gory… the times have passed… the season changed… the life so cold… water is freezing…. the colors so changing… of water and pain… time to rise… Ready to fight… the preacher… so explained…

Stabbing Again and Again…

“Standing Here”

“Standing Here”

Standing here…

And the fire so go…

Bursting… Cracking… the sound of Crackers… the Chanting… the Clapping… the Lights too Glow…

Standing kids…

And the joy so pure… looking at them… I see Me thou…

Waiting…  Holding…  For the sun to go…

Standing here…

And the fire so go…

Bursting in laughter… The parents to show…

The Love… the Belonging… the Lights too Glow…

Glowing the night… and the Darkness Glow…

Standing there…

The Rocket so fired… Sky is glittering… and the Joy so flow…

Happy and Joyous… the Sun no more… bursting the Crackers… the darkness too Glow…

Brother to Sisters… Father to Mother … Glowing the house…Distributing Sweets...

The sweet so memories… Tears why flow…

Standing with kids…

Their joy so pure… looking at Them… I see Me thou…

Holding their hands… and the Fire so go…

Father… to a Father… Farther we go…

Round and Round… the crackers so go…

Standing so far…

And the fire so grow…

Bursting… Cracking… the sound of Crackers… the Chanting… the Clapping… the Lights too Glow…

Standing here…

And the darkness so glow…

“Bang –Bang-Bang”

Bang… Bang… Bang…

Every Now… Every Then…  

Echoing of Blasts…  Blast from the Past…  Heard… Read… Written…

The Body to the Soul… Humanity as a whole…  

Seems to be heading… Towards the Black Hole...

The Childhood so Naïve…  So Pure... So  Gold…

Gold O my God…  Fighting their own Gods…  

Bang… Bang… Bang…

Saving the God…

To be God…  

Bang… Bang… Bang…

Any Book… Any Thought…  All lead to the Past…  

The past to have passed…

The Morning… The Noon…

The Moon so Grey…  We forgot to Pray…

The Past… The Core… Thou not so Sour…

Sure…

Not Sure…

Every now Every then…

Echoing of the Blast… Blasting the Past…

Bang… Bang… Bang…

“Heart-Beat”

“Heart-Beat”

Hearing the Heart… Beating so Fast… Furious to know… Faster the Growth…  Growing so full… Getting empty…  Empty Headed… Heading so high… Reaching the Sky… Sky’s the limit… Limiting so tight… Tightly held… The ones one Love… Leaving the Love…  One so ahead… Ahead of times… Time is Now… Now is Here… Nowhere to go…  Going around… Round and Round…  Burning Down… Down the Town… Town full of Clown’s…  Clowning the Self…  Selfish Glares… Glares to Flare… Flaring so High… Higher the Beat… Beating so Hard… Hardly Around… Attacking the Soul… Searching the Self…  Selfish Brains… Burning  the Heart… Heart so Mine… Boo Boom…  Boo Boom… Boo Boom…  Boo Boom…

“Finding NeMo… or kNow-ME…”

“Finding NeMo…  or kNow-ME…”

Been fishing too long… Couldn’t find a long fish… Jumping down the shores of tomorrow… Shores so wide… Full of sorrow… Lived so now in the shades so narrow… Shores so apart… Each part so shallow… Fishes around, on the streams of matter… Matter the most… Mostly don’t matter… Sick and tired of loving so myself…  Knowing not who is this myself….  Self so esteemed…. Esteem so flattened…. Flattened so like, the tyre in desert… Desert so dry… The food is fry… Frying around the pan of oil… Oil so needed to grease tomorrow…. Grease so mean…. Dries the present…  Present so hot, making me not…  Not to me, this presence of me…  Me… No-Me or… Know Me… Finding Nemo… or kNowMe… 

“Two Pegs Less… Two Pegs More”

“Two Pegs Less… Two Pegs More”

The Sun comes up… Upping the day… Wake up to see… The vision so clear… To open the eyes… The eyes so closed… Crushed and thrashed to the worded core… Words so flirting… Am struggling thou… To open and see the reflection of me… The Sun comes up… Hurting the more… the hurt so strong… Hanging along… No ditching no hitching… Bitching so more… To open the eyes… Eyes to the world… The world so around… Worded to the core… No less no more… Perfected so… Got drunk to the words… In the worldly floor… Floored me with the love… Wanted to hear… Hearing the more… The high so rise… Rising high… Higher the dreams… The words got near… Smeared… Not feared…. Fell in love… Love so true… The meaning not clear… Just felt so true… Worded so clear…. Clear was the heart… Like the moonlit sky… Sky so embraced on the cloud so nine… Nine was the time… Not mine still nine… Flying so high… The words so right… Drunk through the core…. Took me to the ride… The life so bright…. Bright like the sun… Upping the day… Wake up to see… The fall so dear… Glass so spread… Spread like the sheet… Every single piece…. Of the shattered dream…. Dream full of words… Worded so right… Wondering so now… Was I two pegs less… Two pegs more…