Down the yellow brick road, in a place not very far,
In a land I heard of, you find out who you truly are.
Just follow the magical road, of friendship and love,
For adventure awaits, and things you are dreaming of!
The sparkling ruby slippers, will soon take you there,
To a fabled Emerald City, over the rainbow somewhere.
No room for evil doubting, but faith is what you need;
And ruby slippers on a path of blooms, of hope's seed!
I will not follow and flock,
Allowing a shackle and lock, devastating.
Contemplating, if you can do something or not,
Assimilating a herd that will never have their own voice.
Ironic they can't be heard, forever on societies tether,
Being lured by comforts, not even their own thoughts,
Living their safe life thinking its perfect because of the
house, the wife, the two kids and the drive,
But they forgot the dreams they once had,
So waste not want not, I mean waste nothing want
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Perhaps she lives
In our dreams alone,
She whose face is
Illumined
By the rays
Of the sun,
While the dansette plays
Some romantic melody,
O how I love
The one
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In the evening madcap hour of rush, rush, rush,
All of glittering green nature is so still and hush,
And skies surrender deep blues, to various hues,
Flashy cars racing like arrows, on leafy avenues.
Ever in a hurry, in pursuit of a gold, receding sun,
As blooms in windy kingdoms, not to be outdone!
Starlight falls down in colors, darkness is coming,
Soon in mulberry midnight, wild dreams will sing.
In the realm of towering heights so grand,
Where clouds dance freely, unafraid to stand,
A skyscraper reaches the sky's embrace,
A pinnacle where mortal hearts race.
In the thin air, oxygen scarce and rare,
The whims of reality seem unfair,
Yet beneath the sun's illuminating strife,
Life is nourished, breathed into every life.
......
In the realm of towering heights so grand,
Where clouds dance freely, unafraid to stand,
A skyscraper reaches the sky's embrace,
A pinnacle where mortal hearts race.
In the thin air, oxygen scarce and rare,
The whims of reality seem unfair,
Yet beneath the sun's illuminating strife,
Life is nourished, breathed into every life.
......
I am a traveler in this life,
Drifting through days and nights,
Chasing dreams and fading stars,
Hoping to find my place, my bars.
The world is vast, and I am small,
Yet I have a voice, a story to tell,
Of love and loss, joy and pain,
Of all that makes life worth the strain.
......
In the dark of night, I see it rise
A shadowy figure, a deep disguise
A force that's strong, and bold, and true
It's blackness, spreading out anew
It blankets the earth in a shroud of dark
Enveloping all in its powerful mark
The stars themselves seem to dim and fade
As blackness takes over, in a grand parade
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In the depths of night, when all is still,
The world is draped in a cloak of blackness.
No light pierces through the darkness,
No sound disturbs the peace.
Blackness is the canvas on which
The stars paint their glittering masterpiece,
A vast expanse of twinkling light
Against the endless void.
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i can’t stop dreaming of the desert; penchants of empty spaces and rare faces
no destination in mind i just drive
i can’t stop dancing in between
the middle of everyone i meet;
i never leave the door open
and so no one ever peeks
i don’t know what i am
or where i’m going
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