Friday, October 22, 2010

The shaw shank redemption


hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

Friday, October 15, 2010

a better reality


Imagine how the world would be if I believed in me
Imagine how the world would be if I became what I'm supposed to be
Imagine how the world would be if I found where I belong
Imagine how the world would be if I could see what is beyond
Imagine how the world would be if the 2 words" so what" haunted me .

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Glass sculptures



Glass sculptures shattering all around by cold hatchets , turning it into haze.
In a world so cruel, there is no place for them , wether they are broken or turned into tin.
cold steel robots moving in firm clues , passing by the sculptures , exclaiming you are so smooth.
Escapist they are with no escapism to reach, they don't know where they are, feeling so unreal.
screaming easy on me , don't you scratch , please I will be smashed.
Transparent ,getting darker but also becoming smarter, glass is to shine and glow not to be smeared with glue.
Shattered glass is sharp can cause you harm, like crystals they shine but you don't know what is behind.
They live in their world only breathing your air, if you awaken them, it's your responsibility to be fair.
Glossy, glaring,glazing they are but deep down you will never know what they are .

Monday, October 4, 2010

shattered into two


Somewhere between reality and dreams, stuck in the middle.
looking for the ultimate question, seeking the absolute answer,chasing an unknown desire,asking for the impossible request,haunted by a forbidden wish .
Dead in reality, killed by my sin, sent to heaven in my dreams, brought back to life against my will . In a face to face war with enemies I picked , a white flag marked my heart, Is it my end ??I have a life time to decide ...

Friday, October 1, 2010

superman


Can you read my mind? Do you know what it is that you do to me?
I don't know who you are. Just a friend from another star.
Here I am, like a kid out of school. Holding hands with a god. I'm a fool.
Will you look at me? Quivering. Like a little girl, shivering. You can see right through me.
Can you read my mind? Can you picture the things I'm thinking of? Wondering why you are... all the wonderful things you are.
You can fly. You belong in the sky. You and I... could belong to each other.
If you need a friend... I'm the one to fly to. If you need to be loved... here I am. Read my mind.