Farewell To My Day

This day is done,
My songs I've sung,
Dame sleep beckons now,
I'll rest in peace,
My souls retreat,
The ship in anchor stow;

When I awake,

My silence break,

Shores I'll find anew,

In other clime,

Another time,

I'll paint my hues.

Unshed tears

Unshed tears clog those eyes,

Their pathways lost in mire,

Their pain cries alone, in vain,

They yearn for oceans,

To quench fire,to drown self;

In their soul burns

A self created purgatory;

They stand alone, a friendless Sun,

Why do they walk? Why laugh? Why cry?

In world that's not their own?

Rare blossoms come to deserts,

Their gardens e'er in winters groan.

Unshed Tears

Unshed tears clog my eyes
My pain cries alone, in vain,
Crying for oceans to sink,
To drown, my soul burns
In self created purgatory;
Why do I walk? why laugh? why cry?
This world is not my own;
Rare blossoms come to desert sands,
My gardens in winter groan.
I stand alone,
A friendless Sun.

Where has love gone?

In noon day of duty,
In compulsion to perform,
In race to touch summit,
Where has love gone?

In glare of false light,

In artificial morns,

In changing face of love,

Where has love gone?

In terrors that stalk,

In meagre lives forlone,

In created boundaries,

Where has love gone?

In smoke blackened skies,

In gardens wild with thorn,

In rain starved rivers,

Where has love gone?

In fearful child's eyes,

In souls wrecked and torn,

In a burden called life,

Where has love gone?

Can't Reach your soul

Why can't I touch your heart?

Why can't I drink your tears?

Why can't I wipe your pain away?

Why can't I bleed for you?

Why can't I sing you songs?

Why can't I reach the stars each day?

Many a day I dream of you,

Your hand I hold with joy,

In myriad ways I call to you,

Silence my dreams destroy:

Why can't I live my dream?

Why can't I soar in skies?

Why can't I build my rainbow arch?

Why can't I quench my thirst?

Why can't I rest my fears?

Why can't I bid my feet to march?

My Sun

My Sun is shining in the West
The East it shrouds, a lifeless waste,
Its blaze yet sheds a distant light,
A flickering candle in that night.

Its glory one day will spread wide,
On wings of fire it will ride,
To bring fame to hearth and grate,
Fulfilling clarion call of Fate.

Father Tell Me

Father, tell me once more
The story of your trees,
How in the wind they swayed and played
Till felled by axe of greed.

Father, I love to hear you speak
Of fishes in the sea,
They swam and bred in ocean beds
Till you killed them with grease.

Father, will you speak again
Of fresh and clean air?
Breathing was a pleasure then
Yet that freshness you didn't spare.

Father, were there sounds then?
What does deafening mean?
My ears are almost dead, you know,
I hear a squeak when you scream.

Father, when winter came around
In your youth,
You saw snow, what was it like?
With it you made hills and mounds?

We wear masks to help us breathe,
Suits to keep us safe,
Our eyes are covered dawn to dusk
Lest they go blind in the haze.

All we eat is grown indoors,
In our pristine labs,
Your outdoor farms cannot compare,
They were infested with rats.

We've advanced, we've progressed
We are now civilized,
In your youth you had your plains,
In ours, we've concrete wilds.