duminică, 29 august 2010

Vama Veche-Day 2

If every single day held,
So much pleasure and insanity,
All combined in a single place,
Squashed and chewed...yet lovely.

Just a moment,
Just a second,
Just a glance,
And every thing would turn to peace.

Emotions smile and wave,
The simple things we just can't let go,
Like Kirsten dancing on the wooden table,
Or james checking out every girl...

I simply smile and dance along,
As the day only gets better.

It's really 4:18 in the morning and I'm still not drunk:P

joi, 5 august 2010

Lightning strike

Even when we are tossed away,

As after struck by lightning,lies only pain,

We never cease to wonder,wonder in vain,

How can lightning fall without a drop of rain.

Soon after,the sky cries with water in its wound,

Flooding yet cleansing,with clouds eager to show.

This view,only but a coin in nature's purse,

As we are all,nothing but spares in a greater plan.

The rain stops and the clouds retreat,

Thus I abbandon my shelter,standing on bare feet.

It's quiet,but the view is deceiving,

As with a thunderclap,I...

See my final light.