stupidity

I do not want to be seen, heard, or remembered
I'm waiting for this moment arrives
and now look!
goodbye

its for Donkey!!!!

we're not in love

I have seen you
with love or hate
are the same and then I want to hug you
and you also feel the same way

anywhere, everywhere you stepped foot
I'm your steps each
or blink your eyes is my reflection
then miss you in other dimension is me

something falls on your eyes welling
something strikes your heart
something makes you smile and angry
or disappointed and a little longing

see the colors dancing around you
hear the beautiful sound in your ears
how beautiful the sky
and the cool wind

I fell in love with you with some arms
warmth can think faster than a plane
where you, I was there between your lips
whether I'm singing? or maybe you are making the lyrics

I have been waiting for
where are you?
oh maybe you've got here
in my heart
There are in love?
the wind whispers to us
we're in love

where are you

do not know

if you can hear me
jail my voice in your memory
every time I scream about fairness
always have this mouth gagged by the powerlessness of

if you can see
catch me with your eyes
and if I try to flee to avoid catastrophe
instead I'll fall even hurt

where are you?
why your eyes are normally visible blind
why a healthy ears suddenly deaf?
why your feet are intact become lame
why the perfect hand suddenly stiff?

if I had not seen
oh what a fool I'm asking you
figure that has no soul
cruel -
tomorrow morning your mother will mourn you

--for the government who might have forgotten the little people--

black roses on the brink

if I could calm
I would be happy to see you with a lot of women
if I could receive
I'm definitely willing to see the ladies happy with you

whether I was black roses?
Is this for me?
and if you think I was capable?
then you do not care about my tears?

while the black roses I could not
I swallow it like thorns
painful
and see you more pain

so, we better keep looking out?
fixed with each trip
space and the free movement
That may be our destiny

black roses on the brink
save a lot of secrets between the storms
nothing can touch it
like mariah that sacred

among mosselen

palace in the middle of a dream----

or maybe I have been invited??

...... you have far to see
even deeper than the sea inside
ahh it was just the wind
He is due to air
even so do not look at me too deep

You called me with the whistles sound
something there?
the real shadow on the eyelid
and I've tried to close my eyes
but you are very powerful

if you fly too far you'll hurt yourself because of your wings
if I say much, I'm afraid will sink because the sentence itself
among us there is something missing
either the forest or the sea
our thoughts and feelings can not be tamed

I want to paint the light that illuminate yourselves
but I have no right to it
I was too low to look at you
because your views can make me smile and cry

let the daydream will be confidential
between the time that has passed
in space there, or at my place
in one time there is something that binds
where it is, and what it means
is the secret behind the meeting

sadness is only part of the lonely
fear is just a bored voice
treasure, throne, spouse, children, art and anything in the world only a surrogate
and I remember they were devised
sounds like a drift of wind .. ahh I do not have an excessive desire
but see you'll be a beautiful sketch

I do not know this direction
if that happens as a drowning because of the dream palace
then I would prosper with the innocence
and there you will find the answer yourself

I wish I could change what I know
then you'd be me right now.

after me

in leaps fatigue
I screamed between my shadow
I felt something inside my soul die
should i run?
or stony silence?

Who will be the winner
Should I fly to the skies
see people full of colors
and I had just something in the box
location where sometimes I do not know

if I like an old woman and was cutting trees
I certainly was a strong woman
you could see inside my soul there is strong

or I am a middle-aged woman who was looking for fish in a small lake
did you know that I am a woman who does not easily give up

but if you look at me full of tears
I was not able to smile
then I hide this grief
and you know that I was only woman

Be my shadow with your dream
give me a little ink to write this story

Of Wave

bird dancing among the waves of wind
leaves sway with the rhythm of the wave
There rantin falling
there are fine hairs falling bird

when the rain began to patter
they know the thirsty earth
lightning was a decoration
and when I was just going to look at while you're daydreaming

if it were not for the night how I could dream of you
if it were not for the noon how I'm building a question for you
and I never get an answer
unless the question again

though I'm only human
will hand paint your face
my eyes will decorate your face
and my words will make your heart bloom

save my reflection in your eyes
and your mouth will say my name