Be(Eats)

Sometimes it feels like
I gotta keep hope,
Sometimes its clear that
I better freeze cold.
Some days one feels like
Am victim of them
Sometimes its me,
Who did not do fair…

And none of that matters cuz
Doesn’t really matter who’s right or wrong
Its pointless to keep seeking
Who digged out this hole
There is no resurrection
Finding who killed love
My heart cant jus keep bleeding,
For its dry and frown.

Some day, any how,
Am going to find the missing piece,
To solve the blues,
It might not be the one I think

Life’s secuences of curse and bliss,
Of highs and lows, eternal risks,
Is there a sense on live to tell?
When there is no one that gives a damn?

As the days do go by
And our latest goodbye
Gets to heights and start flying…
Part of me wonders why,
Did not work on this time,
Can’t conceive what is happening…

Sometimes it feels like
Its quite my fault,
Sometimes its clear that
You caused it all
Some days one feels like
We both go wrong,
There are also flavors,
When guilt is gone…

And none of that matters cuz
Doesn’t really matter who’s right or wrong
Its pointless to keep seeking
Who digged out this hole
There is no resurrection
Finding who killed love
My heart cant jus keep bleeding,
For its dry and frown.

As the nights do go by
And my pillow’s stands by
How does a human cope with solitude?
When you give all then
You loose it all then,
How much can one bear whistling this looser tune?

And none of that matters cuz
Doesn’t really matter who’s right or wrong
Its pointless to keep seeking
Who digged out this hole
There is no resurrection
Finding who killed love
My heart cant jus keep bleeding,
For its dry and frown.
But it’s never been killed
It beats hard and strong.

Am|Be|Valiant

Am the lucky cursed
Am the shiny crap
Am the free in prison,
Am the bright less star,
Am the one that envies,
Those I use to give,
Plenty for all those,
But seems to lack for me
Am the blessed who’s punished
Am proudly deceived,
Am the naked covered,
The spot and the sheet
Am the sense in madness,
A crazy who thinks,
If nor hot or cold,
Someone’s puking me.

Become

The crush became love,
The love became hopes,
The hopes became wait,
The wait became loss,

The loss became rage,
The anger feeding me
With the energy needed,
To stand up and keep…

There is nothing to prove,
Before your own light
If you think am wrong,
Then probably am right…

I had a show right
Before you appeared
You are not in the show,
You made it so clear.

If you are out of cast,
It is what it is…
But the show still goes on,
And it can’t without me.

The loss became depth
The depth became rage
Don’t let rage evolve,
I don’t want to hate

So, let the show go on…
Let the game begin
Deflower the gardens,
And shed all the tears…

From this moment on,
Am changing the scripts,
The tears I am dropping
I drop them for me…

Nightwish

I wish I would

Reach so late that
The world could still
Look charming
Reach so early that
I could get hope
From dawning

I wish I would,
As you did too…

I wish I could,
Feel free to act
With broad wide smiles,
Without the thinking
On hidden bombs
Under our feet,
As clocks are ticking

I wish I could,
I wish I would

See flowers bloom,
And feel fresh breezes
As I run over the grasses,
Bestow the spikes of wheat

Keep on dreaming steadfast
While I keep awake
I believe my seeds
Somehow compensate

I wish you would
See giants whipping
Little men
To load their burdens
See weakened
Lonely people
Lead revolutes
And conquests

I wish you would,
Like I did too…

Not2

If you used me
If you lied to me
If you cheated
You attacked me
If you’re smiling
Then you’re stabbing…
Give me a reason not to fear you
Give me a reason not to fear you

And in my hand I have this big gun
The bullets of hope have been shooted all
What do I have to stand up again?
How in the life could I have defense?

If this twists me
If this slaps me
If your presence
Always got me
If am falling,
After falling..
Give me a reason not to fear you
Give me a reason not to fear you

And in my hand I had this big heart
Smashed in bits, I can’t mend it back
What do I to believe again?
How in life could I get some faith?

If I love you
And am weakened
If my wishes
Are so hearted…
If you hold me
Then you hang me
Give me a reason not to fear you
Give me a reason not to fear you

Love’s like a diamond, a precious thing
With many faces, and styles within
And my diamong has not romance
Many faces, but not her glance…

Give me a reason not to fear you
Give me a reason not to fear you

Low Meh

(Inspired by Low Morale, and warmly dedicated to Laith Bahrani)

Am not afraid, not afraid to stare
The jungle’s full of snakes,
But somehow am not scared
The noise’s freaking me ’round
You’re not the one I wanted,
Am not the one you love.

And am compelled to beg you to

Fire me, fan me, hold me,
For I am lost
Slap me, eat me, Fish me
Make this rush
Shred me, Blast me, hug me,
Am quite alone.

I think I finally got where to go.

I was afraid, when I heard those tales
The jungle’s full of threads,
The enemy is on my neck
Condition me around,
Tells me where I am
But truth crushes me up, and I can see the escape.

And am compelled to beg you to…

Fire me, fan me, hold me,
For I am lost
Slap me, Eat me, Fish me
Make this rush
Shred me, Blast me, Hug me,
Am all alone.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel
Its not jungle’s fault, am just too weak or dummy
This place is like a hell,
But somehow am not scared
As I look up above,
All I see is the end.

PickyPooky

Nuh lemme be the starter spark in this serenade
A me gwein kick yuh summa whatta brought me here
No matta how much yuh nuoh  her, am really deep
Sintin not just about her, this is her on me

Just whachout at the sound the inspires of me
And every time I state it pops melody
She’s like a poetry in flesh, she’s my boo picnee
Just listen up as me flow widdi rhyme’s a she

See, alla foolish pipl, they were spotting me
Me magga like dawgh that bring out the flee
And all the crowds made a shield that’s hard fi me
Me neva nuoh me could jump all of that indeed

But then this chick did come out popped up from nowhere
She was so nice that a me go, ‘there ain’t no way’
Me kept distant and cold to avoid fooling me
She neva flirted or such the girl’s cooling breeze

Just whachout at the sound the inspires of me
And every time ME state it pops melody
She’s like a poetry in flesh, she’s my boo picnee
Just listen up as me flow widdi rhyme’s a she

And me got messes around people gossip me
My NRG was suck out, I got blue and weak
There seemed no patha hope fi someone like me
When looking deep in black, then this gal appears

What does this gal has to do with a fool like me?
How could somebody like her really stand in here?
Does charming princess with shrek have a chance to be?
How could somebody swim due to the lack of bridge?

Just whachout at the sound the inspires of me
And every time me state it pops melody
She’s like a poetry in flesh, she’s my boo picnee
Just listen up as me flow widdi rhyme’s a she

A little intro’s not fear fi all Me gotta say
A couple rhymes ain’t enough to describe her way
She’s like a poetry in flesh, she’s my boo picnee
Me shouting picky pooky fi di rhyme’s a she.

Morphless

If we never started…
If we go nowhere…
If there’s no description
For this relationship
If there are no answers
And there is no choice…
Are we having nothing?
Nothing feels like this?

If I never hear you
Neither you can see
Not a kiss to taste thou
I can’t smell your breeze
None of us is sensing
Touch of fingertips…
How come we sense something?
Nothing feels like this?

If this has no height
And no width, no shape
And now way it weights
We can’t trace no depth
If this has no texture,
To define it real…
How come something virtual
Became some much real?

If I do not have you
And you don’t own me…
We are not even close so…
We can never meet
If we never joint our lips
On a tender kiss…
How come we’re so close though?
Is this love, my dear?

If this is no way joyful
Nor completely grief…
If we do not want let go
But refuse to keep
If we no way flying,
But then, never land…
How can something morphless
Join your soul and mine?

01

A digital luv,
Smashed up in2 bits
I gave U a bite
The password 2 B
Million packets,
1000 screens,
Page me darling,
Make me feel.
It’s a digital luv,
A cold n’ useless dead site
Cyber Luv,
Another cool crap
A hologram
Emulators o’ life…
A binary world
Just has 2 parts
I was the O.
U played the 1

Telepathy

I look in my mailbox, am looking for you
When I hear my songs, am thinking of you
Am thinking somehow things are going to change
That we still have chance, that we have a chance…
I look in my blog, for a comment of you,
For a sight of life, any type of clue…
A dim that infuses a whisper of hope,
That this was a nightmare, that I will cope

And I know that begging won’t fit on your game
You won’t reconsider the difference we kept
Why did I believe? Why did I keep hope?
Why do I still think like we’re still going on?
Does it happen to you? Do we meet thru our minds?
Do we both keep a hope our thing still goes on?
Do we feel like no breeze can chill out with this warmth?
Do you feel like we worth it? Can you read my heart?

Does it make any sense writing something for you?
That you won’t even read, for you are distant and blue?
Let your children know, the brief history of me
Of a crazy who loved you from distance and still,
Had affection enough, to melt up, to break down,
Cause our breakup was hard, tell them we could go on…
Tell them that our mistake was allowing to dream,
And find out that when different, the dreams also split,
And remind us when broke that we should have kept locked,
That sometimes hope’s an enemy, that burdens the soul.

And you said we were similar…
I bet you changed your mind…
I bet you’re thinking different,
I bet we’ll nevermind