Hey,
I’ve been dreaming
Dreaming,
Scheming and
Beaming
But now is the time to wake up and
Chase my dream,
Lest I be seen as
A dreamer
......
We have enslaved lightning
And thunder’s roar, defeat it admits
We have survived death’s pain
And create life with wits
For some, life is a prison
Yet they reach for freedom through the slits
Us on this beautiful rock
......
Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
A strange sense of peace upon you,
Where is your place in history?
Assess your existence,
Time grinds forwards,
Are you being left behind,
......
You began to write the history of your life
With a kind of fear;
I know not why you are so great;
O, Helen, to me, you are so dear.
You're talented, you're esteemed;
How enchanting your fantasy is!
Your voice is always buzzing in my heart,
Just like the honey-seeker bees.
......
A Blank White Page, just plain, just white
No stains from overflowing ink, nor over-scribbled words,
No cancellations from errors that weren’t meant to be.
Yes! Life starts as A Blank White Page, and I am the writer,
The author with so many ideas but with the fear to mess them up
Call it writer’s block, call it reluctance, call it procrastination
Call it whatsoever you may
It’s still going to be A Blank White Page until I pick up the pen, until I write.
How many books have I read?
......
Today, the first of a brand-new month,
Yet our pockets echo emptiness -
Our due wages lost
In the fog of bureaucratic forgetfulness.
I confess: I am bombastically bamboozled,
By this chronological altitude
Where salaries take sabbaticals
While sweat still glistens on honest brows.
This devilish delay
Be-devils the hoi polloi,
......
It is not who you are
Neither does it exist in you
It's just a fabricated ideology
By the world around you
Extracted from unverified information
They have about you
Or probably what they picked up
From a mistake you made.
The mess they think you are
......
Hey,
I’ve been dreaming
Dreaming,
Scheming and
Beaming
But now is the time to wake up and
Chase my dream,
Lest I be seen as
A dreamer
......
72 innocent lives got sacrificed,
Those mothers are forever agonized.
What was the fault of those innocent one,
Wearing school dress, getting shot by gun.
In other countries police saves,
But in our police murders and depraves ,
Someone in protest was hiding,
While news media were misguiding.
......
The heart doesn't speak for your ego
and emotion
The intention that you had never counted
for your future
Listen to the heart that runs in your biggest
dreams
The heart knows the struggle in your painful moments
......