you’re stepping on the ground.


every day i come home
and find myself
trying to stare through
those black + white walls
hoping to rent some colors
and moving thoughts
however mindless
they might seem
it’s better than
standing together
with no wishes or dreams

and then your face
slowly walks over
into my eyes
their lies fade away
into the colored canvas
of a dusky sky

but soon as a blink
i breathe in
and your eyes are gone
leaving my smile
halfway along
the way
where wishes and dreams
stay

and i see a cracked
faint voice over my ears
lingering around
“hey, you need to
keep walking
you’re stepping on the ground.”

The Sun came down before I came


The sun came up before its time,

Shining with glory of a victorious war,

Fueling the life in nature and its rhyme,

It felt close, but vision realized it was far…

The wind broke loose,

Fell over the face,

My eyes forces to close,

Not in the disgrace,

But in the moment of burning lies,

That lay deep down inside,

I was racing towards the end of this play,

Only to realize its the heart that stays,

Till the end when you have ridden the waves,

Up and down the place you sway,

Just staying to the edge in the rough times,

Believing what’s worthy and going for its shine,

No wonder the push throws you away,

You still get on even after the shades of grey,

And when you find your way through the blue,

The Sun will be there waiting for you,

But it didn’t matter, neither your name nor fame,

The Sun came down before I came…