mmmm.

orange is the color that brings depth to my universe..
loudly poems combine your ambitions..
throw away your intuitions..
as i watch before you fall..
loud the noise beckons from above..
i turn my head slowly..
songs from a long past memory crawl beneath the radio signals..
its all been done again..

rides the wind and comes towards me..
he stands atop the highest pyramid of sand..
and crashes his sword into the ground..
looks evil.. i take a moment and think..
i look at his clothes.. all worn out..brown and gray..
its strange... i can see green leaves on his shoulders..
"young boy have u not seen the terror of Galbadia..."
i might have asked a better question than my answers rarely give..
with spite i called upon my only remaining breath..
and told him..
"in truth i will bow to you and follow you to your quest, master"

immortalidade...

sunburn.

am i really that strong..to carry on..
to change my life..could you save me..
that feeling that i get for a moment or two...
terrorizes me.. it stings my mind..
a sound from a thousand birds..
i wake up from the cold..
when i am alone..
ashamed to take me outside..
but the sky is bright when i step up..
it doesn't fail my expectations..
its far away from me.. to catch..
through back alleys and closed doors..
jumping on emotions and falling into grass..
laying on the ground just to watch the sun...
i am alone and home..

and sunburns all over me.

rape.

playing with drums its raining outside..
along the dumb clouds rides a chilling wind..
an alchemist shows its power to the world..
and death looms large across the west..

i find it hard to taste the miracles of winter..
my senses entertain my single thought..
its contagious.. and reaches the deepest canyons of my soul..
am i the only one.. who sees into the mirror as it is..
equilibrium as far as the eye meets..
my appreciation of life takes a new meaning..

rape me.. rape me.. my friend.. again and again..

lolation.

lolation ruling the nation..
lolation runs deep into mind..
lolation where art thou near..
lolation makes grass disappear..
lolation shall fall into holy grail..
lolation bangs the drums..
lolation describes the way i feel..
lolation comes to past and leads the last..
lolation helps me think randomly and shuffle..
lolation likes McDonald's..
but in the end.. lolation loves us all...

lolation ruling the nation leading us into outbursted expiramentation of the earthly salutation.
best quote ever.

untitled.

remember.. remember the chill of november..
when suddenly stars will appear..
falling close to you and missing on your heart..
their light shall ever be clear..
begging to forget my mind runs..
this year I've stopped it..
accepting the past and onwards into the window..
that leads to tomorrow..
november.. november now comes my december...

sleep.

its that moment where you lay down in your bed alone..
its the moment when you take that minute to relax and think..
and you think you might just might get over it and sleep..
it fills you in and gets you high..
blue lights scream like poisoned men..
they are locked away into nothingness..
i need to find someone who can hear my mind..
way out there in the distance where i can sleep...

Below the surface

tell me once again whats bellow the surface bleeding..
if your white dreams have vanquished..
if everything is wrong and hope leaves..
promises are easy..through all that may come and go..
even if you're far away in the long distance..
its so hard to find the words to say..
your thoughts are standing still..
emotions hide behind you..
your instincts build walls around you..
help me to find my way out..

tender life.

life is short.. life is long..
every choice that you make will follow you to the end..
the meaning of life.. what is it?
you don't know.. your not the only one..
if life's long don't let your days go by..
if life's short learn from you mistakes..
face each day with your mind open wide..
give to yourself and to others..
whatever you decide follow it to the end..
find your meaning in others..
discover yourself and look to the future..
don't compromise with the outside world..
face your inner demons and angels and let them out to that world..
your answers lie within you..

i-pod shuffle rules.

let me show you the picture..
you are walking down a road at night..
its dark as the clouds cover the moon and the lights are down..
you are listening to your i-pod shuffle...
and come across a track you haven't heard in a while..
it brings back memories and u start feeling nostalgic...
circumstances appear to remind you of participants...
they summon your personal inner images...
that song articulates a moment in time...
in turn the echo of the drums reach the moon..
beyond the madness you are indeed troubled..
you shuffle to the next song...

confusing stuff.

every now and then i come across some songs that remind me of my past phases in my life. i have lived not a long time nevertheless things were not always interesting. nothing really mattered in exception of sugar, coffee and cinnamon. these days i have got the perfect line- up for my life. my eyes are gazing back and turn away, this time they are actually looking to the future. of course when am talking about sugar and coffee i don't refer to their actual state of being. these are the passwords of my inclusive intelligence. fools gold and that golden road is sure a long one. its for you to find out what that is.

dedicated to my friend m.tm which i love to confuse

p.s: will get her to read it.

resurrection of a blind thought.

like a waterfall blinds my vision.
such a wild apparition.
sent to be put to the test.
when you're so much in love.
you don't know just how much you can stand.
intensity turns to despair?
support my acid daydreaming.
lay a carpet for my thoughts.
more or less a soundtrack to rule me.
my sonic youth remains unchallenged.
until the needle hits the groove.

withering heights.

cold leaves from a burning sand..
silence rides the wind to a brand new day..
high above where the mountains stay..
out of the fog that falls like his jealousy..
two hearts possessing the chateaus of the withering heights..
the only master in the room.. comes back as a butterfly..
to his home as clear as u see the rain from a window..
its clear.. its me into your window..

touch of evil.

everytime he met a girl he felt a bolt in his gut..
from that first time his mind forgot to follow his logic..
emotion blew him over... illusions of possession and desire..
since then every fantasy has been a scrambled version of that first meeting..
every time he met a girl he felt it was the beginning of a sad and heartbreaking story..
when he least expected... a smile when he was thinking..
a laugh turned into silence.. and shaking with fear..
arousing his mind with the sense of desire..
progressively exchanging his thoughts with mindless reaction..
he cant fool the fathoms of the sand..

the touch of evil.

my desert island top-five songs about heartbreak and rejection are as follows..

1.13th floor elevators - you're gonna miss me.
2.The Velvet Underground - Who loves the sun.
3.Led Zeppelin - Since iv'e been loving you.
4.Sting - Every little thing she does.
5.Guns n' Roses - You can't put your arms around a memory.

top-five lists are subjected to change.
any suggestions will be welcome.