life 

living in  an

unstable world

that is just like a swing

could reach the sky 

or just stay down

it may  bring you a smile 

or break you down to tears 

nothing is known

nothing is assured 

life rocking like a swing 

and that make us wonder 

about an unknown  future 

that is swaying  helpless

like a dead yellow leaf 

in winter's cold storms 

but after all

we can't just escape

doomed to walk down one  way 

 forced to play the game

to put the pieces together

 to have a full puzzle

the puzzle of life 

even if the cost 

is everything we have 

or even what we are 

a marvelous painting 

telling about a marvelous  painting
that today i came across
not done by human hands
or colored by normal brush
it's above all human powers
above all the arts that we may know
it's the art that only god can create
the crystal blue of  the sea
hitting the gray old mountain
when different shades of blue
met the the gray old mountain
from above embracing it
as  a continuity of the sea's color
can't help but stay amazed
in front of this beauty
admiring this marvelous art
what's more fascinating
is the little touch of black
that dyed the sky gradually
making the tired orange sun melt
to the depths of the dark sea
saying goodbye for the living
and welcoming the moon
in to it's silver shinning  chair
so what a beauty !
what a painting!
that only god is able to make

stop the blame stop the hate
for a while stop the glares
stop differentiating humankind
that's a popular he is a king
that's anonymous and will stay
living together on same ground
but trying to deny that as well
can't we just for once be a unit ?
millions of hearts full of love ?

stop the blame stop the hate
for a while stop the glares
stop classifying all mankind
try to walk just a mile
in each others shoes
then you will appreciate
them just being there
so can't we once be a unit ?
millions together holding hands ?

 stop the blame stop the hate
for a while stop the glares
stop distinguishing all mankind
try to treat the rest
the just how you want to be treated
give them a chance to speak their mind
so we can be a finally a unite
millions of hearts full of love
millions holding hands all the way

What if? What if?

Question that is killing

Every sense that I still have

Maybe If I did

Maybe if I said

Maybe if I didn't

Maybe if I didn't say

How can my life be?

If it happened the other way

Can’t help but wonder what if?

Happy of the way my life turned up

But these questions are always here

Just keep on popping even in dreams

What if? What if?

A question that is hunting

What if I was?

What if I haven’t?

But have to stay strong

Because the most significant

Is my future and the coming ifs

Because the past is just gone

And way too done

But tomorrow is there

And yet to come

So even if these ifs

Are here I won't just care

And the future will be

My one and only care

May I say that

I'm deeply in love

not with a person

But with a feeling of joy

Finally can touch the light

After being for so long  in the dark

Family gathering

 smiles and laughs
I am in love with this  freedom

Finally can touch the wide sky

After being caught for all so long

All of the people saying congrats

Now I feel like the burden is gone

In love with the sound of the word

This seven letter word just made my summer  
gave a meaning to my hard work
to the sleepless nights that i had 
to the many tears that i shed 
finally i'm happy again 
can proudly say that 
now my summer finally starts 

NUMB 

my words are lost 
my mind is blank
my world is spinning 
can take a decision
can make my mind
good or bad ?
can't tell for now 
nothing just nothing
can make my day
not a compliment
not a smile or  laugh
nothing just nothing 
can make me sad 
not a bad news 
not a fight nothing 
just nothing at all
i'm just turning numb  

we stood at the hill looking 
at everything down gazing 
at our little town sighing
because goodbye is coming

we had to say it while leaving 
to the people who are loving  
to gardens where we've been playing
to the homes where we were living 
to the trees that watched us growing 
to  the sad little  birds singing 
we have known that goodbye was coming 
but kept on pushing it and denying 
but now and while we are  walking 
"goodbye" is the only thing we are saying 

 

Eyes of the Old 

since i was young

people around me said

the older the wiser

so driven by a silly desire

to know and explore

i started to look

at the smallest detail

in the eyes of the old

 there was wisdom

just as they said

but it wasn't the only thing 

pain also filled their orbs

wrinkles maybe the price 

to wisdom knowledge and all

but they are  also the scars

of long hardship full of fights

their eyes may shine 

but they sometimes gaze

into empty space 

as if life's burden

 isolated them  from the rest 

they paid the price of wisdom

with too many wrinkles

but their lips kept a smile 

 that was somehow mysterious

but driven by a silly desir 

i kept on watching them close 

i got to know that that smile

is the sign of fulfilment

of Self-satisfaction

and  lasting happiness 

and that made me wish

to grow older very fast

                                                BLAME 

Bloody lies we tell

Luring others to a trap

After it just say that the

Mistake was theirs 

Editing the truth to a lie

Burying what we did 

Legitimizing what's wrong

Abusing the truth 

Manipulating  reality

Emptying the meaning of life 

so please stop the BLAME

and start to take charge 

A story  

what should she do ?

how should she act ?

even though she tried her best 

but his endless hate won't end

she kept a smile 

but his frown won't go

she gave her life 

but his interest was all

she tolerated his acts

but he mocked her 

she stayed for love

but he crushed her heart

she made her mind 

 he was surprised 

she decided to flee

 he considered it a  relief 

as she kept away 

his heart ached

she cried alone 

his heart started to beat

as she moved on 

 he came to realise

she was his world 

but he lost her

now was his turn to cry

as she is moving on 

the only thing he says

if i only gave her a chance 

 

having an endless inner fight 

between what's real and what's not

one hand is pushing the mask 

the other is grabbing it as hard as it can

a fight between that disguise 

or our real personalities

Do we have to wear that disguise ?

To look the same as the rest ? 

to be plastic all the way?

can't we just be ourselves ?

without the fear of being judge ?

not being an imitation of the rest

without acting fake 

or keeping a golden mask

as a cover and a facade 

for an unstable personality

which is only  looking

for the attention of the rest

as i travelled along the way
hearing just voices  of the train
my palm rested on the glass
where dots of dew drew their path
can't help to gaze at that beauty
the sedate beauty of the mountain
reaching the open sky
where  white clouds up high
surrounding it and became a hat
the mountain's color was  gray
to show the hardship of his day
witnessing the misery of the world
but proven that he is able to stand
overcoming and winning the war
so sedate it is, so powerful it is
this mountain that got my gaze

wishing to be alone  in an island
where i can shout my sorrows out

where i can dance my misery out

wishing to be alone  in an island
where all that surrounds me is water
 where all drops of dew glitter on petals

wishing to be alone in an island
where the songs of birds is all i can hear
where the sun and trees are my only companion



wishing to be an island far away from human reach
where everything is free without limits or fear

who are they to judge ?

they may surround you 

they may order you

even oblige you

 their faces 

their words

their acts

can suffocate you

but try to over come them 

because they can't judge 

they can't condemn your soul 

make it go through hell 

so who are they to judge ?

you maybe be smart 

but not flawless or a geek 

you can be average 

but not stupid or dull

so how are they to judge?

if you're beautiful chic or ugly

decide your destiny 

write your life

be a master of your own 

and always tell them

who are you to judge ??  

as the night follows the day
darkness will follow the light
sadness must corrupt happiness
and death has to end each life


you may see beauty in nature
but this beauty is on the edge
trees kneeling dying powerless
flowers already bent and pale


you may see beauty in humanity
but this beauty is nothing but a facade
souls hungry as starving wolves
taking from each other a prey

so you may see goodness and beauty
but keep an eye on everything
so you won't be the next prey

Drifting from reality
Riven by the sorrows
Eliminating what is killing me
And dreams are my escape
My last and only  way
So sadness can finally vanish  

"I believe in you"
words becoming a burden
all of them relying
with glow in their eyes
saying they believe
but how can they ?
when i'm not even sure
afraid of what's coming
of this over trust
with this burden
that just won't  end
afraid of making them suffer
seeing the glow turn to tears
what shall i do ??
tell me what shall i do ??

can't feel happy
but i'm not numb
the state of happiness
won't stay forever
constantly burdened
carrying a load
not just of my own
but of every one around
even their sad looks
their long ,short sighs
make me troubled
feeling burdened
but that won't change
it's always me we or them
so what can do?
only twenty but can't enjoy life 

today was s goodbye
 for my best friends and i
i know it isn't goodbye
more like  see you in awhile
but can't help being teary
became a family in a day
making fun all the way
others think we are cheesy
could even call us crazy
but sitting with us daily
even if they are busy
they will come and act silly
but we don't care cause we're breezy
make you smile if  your eyes are teary
but now our eyes are teary
why can't goodbyes be easy ?????????????! 

suppose to be studying
suppose to be reading
but instead i'm watching
stars in the depths of sky
a sky that is way too dark 
as if they are afraid of the dark
but keep lighting each others way


suppose to feel anxious
suppose to feel uncomfortable  
but instead i'm guessing 
which star is the brightest
singing to the lazy moon 
as if he is hearing my sad little song
but even though this moon can't hear


this new feeling of indifference 
just won't let me and go 

the scarlet sunset

the kneeling flowers

the evening breeze

that sets my heart 

the flooding clouds

the colored sky

by the war of colors

that makes me wonders

everything on earth

moving in slow motion

looking for a shelter

and that makes  me question

how simple the change is 

between death and life 

my eyelid are becoming heavy
barely tying to keep up
darkness is surrounding me
losing sight a villain tracking me
dragging hypnotizing me
with his powers
the massive powers
of tiredness and sleep

hamming an ancient melody
a helpless soul drifting from its body
maybe looking for somebody
who can turn this threnody
into a perfect fresh melody
with lyrics according to a prosody
erasing the past that is full of agony

his words all i can hear
his grave all i can see
leaving me alone
crying endlessly 
existing but helplessly 
just want to follow his lead
now death won't be such a curse
instead life is becoming worse
because he defined it for me
so his death is the end of my story  

MISTAKE 

More and more

I get attached to him

Somehow he became my every thing

To him i'm just a friend 

A girl he knows 

Knowing that made me suffer

Every day trying to believe that

Sadly loving him was the biggest mistake 

Just a
Pointless fantasy
He is  an
Unreachable masterpiece

More like a
Useless dream
I Need 
to be realistic 
just let 
Him go away
and stop
Digging my grave
Make him
a memory from the  past
before becoming 
a person from the past 

Inhaling the night’s aroma 

Praying that tomorrow won’t come 

Hating the noise of my clock 

Trying to deny it 

But that won’t work 

I want to savor every moment 

The night’s wind 

The lazy star

That barely keeps shining 

Because for me 

Tonight is my last night 

The Last before war 

Where my soul will flee

Leave my body motionless

Just like a dying leaf

That fell from a tree 

losing sight 

being burdened

wherever i turn

words pages books 

all i can see 

all i can hear 

want to escape 

but the door is closed

with no way out

can't feel 

can't see 

barely hanging on 

that's what i feel !!

right now 

is it just me ?

or life became a sea 

with no beauty to see

has goodness decide to flee?

to leave the world with no glee ?

is it just me ? 

or today is tomorrow 

and tomorrow is full of sorrow 

has everything become shallow ?

and surrounded by the death's shadow ?

is it just me ? 

or emotions are becoming a weakness

and as they say love is  meaningless

has kindness became useless?

is this world really this brutal ?