Saturday, August 23, 2014

Angels and demons

Where all the angels have gone
when demons are taking over
are they watching over
until the heaven turns to hell . . .

No footsteps in the ground
no sign of angels
paradise is violating
by lot of brutal hands
raped, polluted and cursed
with all their dark souls
no one is brave
to save the paradise . . .

lot of hopeless minds
screaming with helpless voices
weep in days and nights
 seeking justice
wander towards horizon
everything is like a mirage
no more angels
to save the paradise . . .

Tuesday, July 8, 2014


Met an angel
fallen from sky
love is all she need
that is her heaven . . .

Just like the climate
difficult to predict
just like the sky
ready to rain
just like a little kid
fight for attention . . .

Life is complete
when there is angel in my arm
Love is complete
when she became my heaven . . .

Saturday, February 1, 2014

American Dream

Life is globalized
things are complicated
we are running blind
behind an American dream . . .
Looking through dark glasses
dream on brand-new wheels
is it Ferrari or Lamborghini . . .
lost in neon lights
thirst for lust
seeking pleasures . . .
Wandering around
peeping through windows
giggle and talk
like forget themselves
Bunch of dream walkers
when would they get
a wakeup call
to come to reality
from an American dream
when the dream become the reality
and reality become a dream . . .

Sunday, January 12, 2014

A girl – puzzle with a missing part

A lonely bird

who lost in her way

sat next to me


flashed in my mind

with a lone gone memory

in a closed chapter . . .

Once a young bird

blind with her feelings

flew to catch a mirage

that she never gets

seeking help

to make it up to her dream . . .

Picture frames have changed

It’s not like what it used to be

does she knows it

or just pretend that she don’t . . .

Life is like a circle

what goes around

come back around

may be in different way

with a different shape . . .

I wander why

Women are mysterious

like a puzzle

always with missing parts

that you never solve

even you try life time . . .

what else should do

except avoiding

because there was nothing before

and never would be . . .

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Two different dreams

Spent few days
in a part of paradise
isolated and abandoned
from the common world . . .

I wander everywhere
seeking signals
to send a text
to check my mails
to log my fb
to tweet my friends 

walk around
sunglasses on my forehead
removing mud
on my branded shoes & denim
with a song in my ipod

At last I found
one signal mark
on my smart phone
what a relief . . .

Then I met a boy
carrying a heavy load
he asked me the time
because he has to hurry
to carry it to market
his family would suffer
if he get late . . .

I took a moment
thought about it
what a different
just like we live in
two different worlds
with two different dreams . . . 


Monday, December 9, 2013

Miserable Life

You have a life
but no one to make it live
you have love
but no one is worth for it
you have cares
but no one to look after
you have thoughts
but no one to hear . . .

You have roads
but going nowhere
you have a bed
but no one to share
you have a space
with nothing but air
you have a heart
but no one is there . . .

Life is misery
Full of regret
when things you have
make you desperate . . .


Saturday, August 3, 2013


Is there anything remain
except the regret
all the cherish moments
fade away in past . . .

Selfish manner
ignoring acts
make the pain
and leave sorrow . . .

Desperate feeling
killing it inside
all the sacrifices
just a waste of time . . .

Once lost in a journey
choosing a road to paradise
the road that leads to nowhere
no rainbows and butterflies
absence of silver ray
only the dark sky
getting darker day by day . . .

Is it the time to leave
always having second thoughts
not seek for a paradise
just to rest in a arm in peace . . .


Saturday, May 18, 2013

This side of Paradise

There was a dream
in this side of paradise
never wanna say
see you in the other side . . .

All these efforts
all these sacrifices
would it be in vain
would it fade away . . .

Never stop fighting
It's never too late
fight and clear the way
Paradise is not far away . . .

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Storm is coming

Standing alone
on top of a cliff
Sky is dark
full of clouds
wind is whispering
storm is coming . . .

when the tides are rough
have to sail smooth
with a confident hand
to save the ship . . .

Cannot let fade
things that are precious 
should fight if it worth
with thousand storms
to protect the loving ship . . . 

Monday, February 4, 2013

Black sheep

Being different
is always hard
like a black sheep
among whites . . .

Black sheep of the family
always ill-treated
sometimes isolated
with full of sorrows . . .

no matter what they do
they are always wrong
even they do nothing
blame is always goes . . .