A Way To Your Heart

Behind your beautiful eyes,
I found a way - to your heart -
Throughout which were a thousand butterflies,
Fluttering with joy that would never part.

To enter into your heart someday, is my strong desire -
To walk in through that lovely way.
You might find it to be bizarre,
But I'm sure - In my life, that will be the finest day.

Walk With Me

Walk with me in my garden
As I cling gently in your arm
We send smile and laughter
To all the flowers we pass by

Let’s hear them whisper
What a perfect duo we are
Let’s hear them sing our song
As we move gracefully along

Let’s see their leaves dancing
When gentle wind caress our skin
We stop to kiss on a bench
As you walk your fingers through my hair

Walk with me in small steps
As you put your hand around my waist
Let’s spread the magic words of love
In little whispers into each other’s ears

Just to see your smile

Just to see your smile
The stars gather in the sky
And to feel your touch
The wind passes by

Just to see your smile
The waves hit the shores
And the sun wakes up so early
To see you offcourse

Just to see your smile
Fragrance comes into flowers
And to touch your hair
Water pours down in showers

Just to see your smile
The moon follows you everywhere
There’s someone else too who
Often follows you, if you care

Just to see your smile
I can bring down the stars
And decorate your way
With beautiful flowers

Just to see your smile
I have waited for years
Leading a life that was
Sunken deep in tears

Just to see your smile
I can give away
Everything I have
Without any dismay

Just to see your smile
Gives me happiness without measure
I wish I could see it
On your face forever

Butterfly

Let the butterfly flatter against the mid-afternoon wind
Let her catch the breathe of the breezes
Let her watch the ashes enveloping the sunset
Let her butterfly soar up high above the valley
Let her feel the warmth of the dawn
Let her shiver at the flakes of snow
Let her smile at the blossoming of the daisies and sunflowers

Fascinate her with the crescents of the moon
And let her snoop to the silence's deafening tune

Let her find a Friendship that's kind
Let her find a Friendship that only forever can bind

Wind

every see upon these skies that I see
will never be seen again anymore
every cloud that blessed painter made
will never be seen again

but with the wind in my heart
the beloved free spirit
upon the meadows
through the forest trees
and into heaven's skies
has brought but only peace and serenity into mind

sometimes hard
but always with the flow
as the traffic light says go
no one to command
boundless spirit prancing everywhere
it likes to go

grace and beauty upon this flawless puzzle
as these leaves whirl so gently
but with that sigh in mind

I'd set up that sail
go to where the wind blows the hardest
and you'll find the endless history
this is what
this is what we call
the free and boundless spirit
of so called wind

The one you love

The one you love,
is pure at heart.
tells of nothing but the truth,
helps you when you need it,
cry's for you when you are hurt,
does everything they can to make sure you do not get hurt.

But the one you love...
the one you fall even more in love with every time you...
hear there voice,
touch there skin,
or see there face...
does not love you

A Night With You

When I Pick you up, I tell myself I am going to enjoy this night with you,
When we Sit across from each other at dinner, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When you hold my hand and we sit and talk, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When you are out there on the dance floor I’m watching you move so elegant and sexy, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When I come up behind you and turn you around, you look at me with them passion blue eyes, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When you kiss me so softly with your sexy silky lip, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When it time to take you home I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When you kiss me good night and I watch you walk away, I tell myself I’m enjoying this night with you,
When I driving home I think to myself, how I enjoy my night with you,
When I laying in bed, wishing that I can enjoy the rest of my night with you,
When I woke up in the morning I realize what just happen, that I just enjoy the most wonderful night with you.

Star

You were born later
Far, yet always present

From a dream long ago you came
Waiting to be seen

Sensed by many, but never really seen
Your words understood and heard by no one

You touched others, but no one touched you
You felt sensation, they were asleep

You needed to be found
Reborn in an intentional accident

You were light in need of light
But no one was a star

A star needs a star

why is the moon following me!

Why is the moon following me?
because it loves you, my dear
and why is the sun following me
to keep you warm my dear
and why is loneliness following me
why is anger following me
why is confusion following me?
do they love me too
do they wanna keep me warm
or they just come
to start that endless storm
do they follow me because
they know i could be weak
don't they know that i could one day speak
speak and dance, and laugh with tears
that one day I'll let go all my fears
one day they will stop following me
and it will be only me and a blue sky
with a loving moon
and a bright sun

Oh peace, where do I find you.....

Oh peace, where do I find you
I search you everywhere in my country but I could not find you
Oh peace, our countrymen love to have you in their hearts
but now your presence is not there to have a peaceful life.
Oh peace where do you go and where can I find you
I see our mothers tears in my country more than rain has poured
I see our nation's charming beauty is lost and its taken away from many acts of hate
I see our people wandering like broken arms to recover their lost freedoms
I see our people beautiful brotherly smiles lost where anger knows no boundaries
I see our people often plant a seed of peace to grow smoothly
but often its burn like a wild fire to the ash by our leaders
We are yet to free from political terrorism and thugs in our own country
and they have trapped us behind shelter of broken promises and blatant lies
Always, life seems to be enjoyed with another man's hearts pain
Oh peace, what have we done to you for you to keep us away within reach
If our country is peaceful, it will blossom like a flower
There is nothing more precious than peace in this world
But peace without justice will not make any nation peaceful
because injustice is the enemy of peace
So, let us find peace where ever it is there within our reach in our minds and hearts

Without women

Women are amazing creatures
Molded with dazzling features
Women are an object of mystery
Have their own place in history

Without women
What will become of us?
No more noises on the bus
No one to make all the fuss

Without women
What will become of men?
Who will teach them,
How to behave and learn?

Women are the spicy ingredient of romance
Women are the juicy parent of importance
Women are a heavenly treasure
The epitome of human pleasure

Without women
Would this earth have survived?

Without women
Imagine how many will feel deprived

Women are priceless
Without women
Life will be without spice
Simply lifeless

I'm Just A Tree

I'm just a tree.
I bare the thorns
to share my pain,
kind of like her
scars I've seen.

She used me...
Leaned against me,
Used my thorns
for her relief.
Now she tells me, the tree,
that she has nothing
left to be.

I see her now,
one thing connecting
her and me, the tree,
a rope at plea.
so much pain,
must have dropped her
at insane.
She needed a friend,
everyone thought she was lame.

I wish I wasn't a tree.
I want to be like you,
able to set her free.
But I'm just a tree.

Butterfly's Dance

As the wind changes direction
so does my life
never depend on one thing to last forever
you must make life how you want it
you must dance with the butterflies
live in the bliss as you dance along
the twists and turn of live never forget
to dance with the butterflies
we dance how we want to no one
tell us how to we make our lives
how we want it to be
we don't have to be told to dance
with the butterflies

Dance with Life

Although life is never perfect
It might be pretty close
If we just looked for the good
Seeing the best, do you suppose?

When we look at our daily lives
With a positive frame of mind
Then perhaps we can avoid
Unhappiness that’s so easy to find

Take a little time to walk with nature
And to appreciate what it has to give
And then I think we’ll always find
The perfect way for us to live

The lakes, the sunrises and sunsets
Are so beautiful and give us peace
Of course things will still be difficult
For problems will never cease

But if we take just a moment
Out of every single day
Maybe we’ll find that life
Is a place we’d like to stay

Let’s make our life a melody
Try to put aside daily strife
Let our smile replace a frown
And learn to dance with life!

Even At Night

The sky above me is dark in its color
With beautiful and white stars.
The sky above me is dark, dark in its color
With beauty of the stars and the moon to add to it
Is the beautiful sky.
I love to stare at the stars and the moon
As they are always the focus of my imagination.
My imagination has stars and the moon
The moon, as well as the stars, to make this world a place to stare at, even at night.

Late Beginnings

Time, clocks ticking, heart beat thumping to the sound of the clock tick
anticipation, waiting, thinking to the beat of the clock going tick, tick tick
wanting, panting for that which is to be as the clock clicks and ticks
Late beginnings, late beginnings what's with these late beginnings?

Can you recover?
Can you rebound?
Can you arise?
Can you stand up?
Can you? Can you?

Motions, movement, flowing rivers of thought
Ideas flood in like a mighty rushing wind
Life, full exuberant life, songs of joy
Stately eyes with tears, quiver of lips folding inward

You can recover and you will
You can rebound and you will
You can arise and you will
You can stand up and you will
You can, you really can

Time, clocks ticking, heart beat thumping to the sound of the clock tick
anticipation, waiting, thinking to the beat of the clock going tick, tick tick
wanting, panting for that which is to be as the clock clicks and ticks
Late beginnings, late beginnings what's with these late beginnings?

Beginnings, beginnings what does it really matter when?
It really matters that you begin, where you are
In truth then, perhaps there really is no late beginnings, just beginnings
I suppose then that when you begin, you are right on time

This Feeling

There is a feeling
Deep inside
That I feel
Tearing inside.

I get this feeling
That there is something
That I have missed
Or that I need.

This feeling
Is telling me
That I need to
Look deeper into my life.

I will listen
To this feeling
And I will find out
What it is telling me.

A food for everything......

Meals are the food for the body;
Knowledge is the food for the mind;
Meditation is the food for the spirit;
Music is the food for the love of heart;
Dreams are the food for the consciousness;
Prayer is the food for the Almighty;
Love is the food for the living heart;
Thoughts are the food for the brain;
Colorful link is the food for the pen;
Ideas are the food for the stories;
Truth is the food for the will;
Sun’s energy is the food for the plants;
Plants are the food for the living beings;

Dance with your heart

The twisting and turning
like leaves in the wind
Its the best medicine in the world
when your hearts on the mend;
When your down and low
and you want no-one around
go ahead and dance
spin round and round;
You dont have to be great
you can have happiness or sorrow
just dance with your heart
and your feet will follow.

The beauty of rain

When it rains in cairns it’s beautiful.
But the real beauty is after the shower has been. When it does I walk out of my house to hear nothing but the chirps of birds. The cairns people are quiet and the only sign of human life is the occasional passing car. I see the birds flying around stretching their wings. The mountains look so lush because of the trees that make their green covering have soaked up the water and look revived. In fact all the plants look a new. I stand there and the gentle playful wind from the now cool air flows through my hair and as it does the aroma of my surroundings follow. The air is so clean and somehow fresh. The dirt and the tree’s, the grass. It’s almost as if the air has captured cairns natural essence and somehow caught all of the good things and the bad goes away. I glance around again and take in another breathe, and I can’t help but think, I’m home.