Poetry and Writings

Drop that weight from your heart You don't have to mind their judgements Neither do you need to be a judge yourself. Drop that weight and free yourself Life is that much easier that way.

Drop that weight from your heart You don't have to mind their judgements Neither do you need to be a judge yourself. Drop that weight and free yourself Life is that much easier that way.

Certain things remain the same  As the old songs with sweet refrains As the honey and the milk  Mixed with tea to ease the pain As a smile that reminds, You are still good old and same.

Find your balance Lead the way You were born With a soul of light That's your fortune That's your might Bring the life To light and day It's all hollow  It's all empty anyway

I saw myself drinking too much wine. Reflect the prison cell of mind... I'm certain I'm kind, With half full glass of perception of the wild, When I'm rather sober, Than whining like a morose day in October.

To see. To feel. And still instill that lost breath Of warm and courageous will I see you there singing about my lost spree Towards the empty,  That empty, That will set me completely free.

That monster that eats your brain Not quite zombie, not quite insane, Something deeper, darker, Something of your own game... Piss poor performance of past lives, perhaps? I sit secluded and attribute my brooding To empty souls that came before  And will come forever after... What a painful disaster!

Midnight, what do you do? Heart trembles alone in dark. Sparkle. Thought. A kind heart.  I sought for wisdom everywhere I could, There was even something I understood.  That day has passed. Tommorow comes, gents, dames, Turn to gold and dust. We sought for wisdom, we found lust.

Scribble, scribble you little scribbler. One fine day somebody will deem  Your writing worthy but till then  Don't lose no joy in writing, Although the hope seems lost... Scribble, scribble you little cypher.

Scribble, scribble you little scribbler. One fine day somebody will deem  Your writing worthy but till then  Don't lose no joy in writing, Although the hope seems lost... Scribble, scribble you little cypher.

Slam dunk to my consciousness, I can't sleep I wait and wait for dream to come But then I get up and drink cola Without rum. Perhaps it's the adrenaline I got through the day Perhaps it's just being young  And frivolous and a payback For all the previous nights I slept away. 

My best cheating meal so far That caused so much guilt I couldn't hear myself chew, Because I thought: "man! I'm loosing you!" Then I looked at the mirror and said "Going to get pumped next week. Pizza or not, I am going to look big!" So here I'm at my home gym, Paying the debt for a previous night Pizza dream. 

Find someone who won't say words  Of defamation behind your back Find someone who'll lend gentle kisses  To your neck Find someone worth to work for Day and night Find someone with whom life  Will be just and right

The dog the tether The earthly matter I found myself substained in old news Looking for a chance to win When all I do is lose Perhaps the destiny unspoken Awaits not far away But certain, I'm certain I rather live to see the righteous way