Redemption of A Dream

Living to dream on,
A dream of an endless dream,
Pasqueflowers in the wild,
A dream I redeem,

My spirit soaring high,
On the soft green grass I lie,
Pasqueflowers in the wild,
I dream as a child,

A thought so simple,
Running as fast as a toy train,
Of a smile, a cheek and a dimple,
And sweet smell of wet earth and rain,

Climbing up the hill,
I think of many a thing,
Like a sparkle from my mother's diamond ring,
And the swift blades of the rotating wind mill,

I still dream of all those happy days,
When we din't care of scraped knees,
The joy of all those dreams,
Only yesterday it seems.

Love

Broken dreams,
Broken smiles,
Broken legs,
She walks many miles,

Heart bleeding betrayal,
Mind foggy,
Terror in every move,
Body is groggy,

Carries unto herself,
The smiles she cannot afford,
Cursing heaven and the holy earth,
Please welcome aboard

Mother

When my voice breaks,
When my speech fades,
Mother, won't you sing for me,
A lullaby of the lore?

When I'm flying higher,
When my muscles tire,
Mother, won't you aid me,
To take to the skies and soar?

When all the world's at war,
When all the peace is a mar,
Mother, won't you protect me,
From the blood shed violence and gore?

Angst

Staring out of this window,
Gazing up at the stars,
That light up my world,

As I pull the sheets over my face,
Too much pride is killing,
My vertigo, head is reeling,

Every time I weave a different story,
To justify my feelings and pain,
It rains angst, agony and disdain,

In with the ashes from the smoke of the fire,
Now I'm sick inside without a sense of feeling,
And when I say I'm dead, I'm a liar!

Still waiting to come back to life!

When You Cry

Dream if you can, pasqueflowers,
The delusion taking its toll,
Dream if you can, your mothers,
The only time that it's real is,
When you cry,

I don't think I can deceive any longer,
The bonds aren't getting stronger,
Dream if you can, your fathers,
The only time that it's real is,
When you cry,

Disgusts me to be,
Join me in hell,
Dream if you can, your sisters,
The only time that it's real is,
When you cry,

Droplets of tears,trickling down your face,
Torn apart, apathy unlimited,
Dream if you can, my brothers,
The only time When it's real is,
When you cry.

A name, a new beginning

Sweet serenity,
An oasis in this desert of reproach,
A whiff of fresh air,
The morning dew trickling down the green grass blade,

There I stand, admiring the semblance of a celestial damsel,
Radiating in the morn' sun,
Her calm face brings us to our knees,
A charm that’s hard to envisage,

Her purity surpassing the purest diamonds around her neck,
A dancing spirit, a harbinger of happiness,
Her mellifluous voice, music to tired ears,
A messiah, the saviour my redeemer,

Her grace, exquisitely crafted,
A name, a new beginning.