Christmas Come and Go

Christmas Come and Go

Christmas come and go
With many things to see,
With a fallen winter's snow
And some past memory;
Peace be with you all
As the night comes clear,
With some hope therewithal
For it is this time of year.

Happy holidays from me
Hope you have it wonderful,
Let your singing come free
In moments dark and dull;
Everything is wishing well
Giving you an opportunity,
Night's under a starry spell
Things of wishes there to be.

Christmas come to you
This be truest in your mind,
As you look into the blue
Leave your worries all behind;
For this time is never long
To give or take the very best,
Reach out to this in a song
You love and have blessed.

The Echoes of Seasons

The Echoes of Seasons

The echoes of seasons
The day's noon befalls,
With no particular reasons
There are echoes and calls;
In the dim and dark hour
With a frosty frost song,
Sullen its winter flower
If the dark will prolong.

A time to harvest thoughts
That come besides dreams,
In all these shadows blots
From flickering lights beams;
Some might just have a say
Of things that are not real,
And with your astude play
In this light and dark duel.

The echoes of the night
Times for thoughts and seeing,
Until again it's all bright
For pleasurable and being;
Let nothing come to bloom
That has only frosty days,
And with the light is doom
As the sun rises and plays.

Lonely for Paris in Spring

Lonely for Paris in Spring

Lonely for Paris in spring
All is so faraway to reach,
A heart for joy could sing
What memories should teach;
Eyes are wide in clearing blue
All is such a joy to glide,
It's always up to me and you
What gets soft or amplified.

Be here and become strong
All has its wandering ways,
Have an opportunity get along
Make the best of all the days;
Ripe your feelings and touch
Nothing else is more of hope,
We have everything inasmuch
As we work things out and cope.

The days begin in nothingness
With the cold pleasure at first,
Then there might be a new fresh
A moment of thought we thirst;
A day is asleep for awhile
And then there's some awaken,
Hard in a lost hour to defile
When a mind's occupied or taken.

Incidental Dreams

Incidental Dreams

Incidental Dreams
With days and days ahead,
In loneliness the hour seems
No blooming in the garden's bed;
My longings for other things to be
With these dimly moods,
The stimuli of a leafless tree
And shadows that alludes.

Incidental Dreams
Lost in the nowhere land,
With flickering dully beams
And dark horizon in backhand;
All is in a song of night mood
Lonely footsteps in the snow,
A world in winter's attitude
Pearl like glistening frosty glow.

Incidental Dreams
The night in the window glass,
A sleeping and dream regimes
The time's other hourglass;
I drift away into space
When sleeping I go to this,
A hour minute anyplace
You dream and therefore it is.

Sweet Fling

Sweet Fling

Sweet fling
All the wonders of the world,
Again sing
When together it's burled;
Longings are forever
There is nothing we can do,
Advertising is clever
But it's still up to me and you.

Sweet thing
To buy or to wear,
Pearls on a string
For neighbors eyes to share;
Wishes are heartaches strong
All is in the denying,
You just have to get along
Give your best in trying.

Sweet sing
Just before the holidays,
Joy bring
In with many different ways;
You don't need to have it all
Little bit of this and that,
Enjoy your visit to the mall
Be a smart buying diplomat.

To The Wind and Sea

To The Wind and Sea

To the wind and sea
That is out there in dark,
With wings lonesome free
Flying around and to hark;
The night is a fantasy
Weaving dreams into sleep,
A inside land of inner me
And mine forever to keep.

To the sun and the moon
In the shadows and light,
In the dawn or afternoon
You reach or lose a flight;
And all is there between
The twilight and the glow,
With nothing else there seen
But both of them to grow.

To the wind and sea
With distant waves that go,
And all the flights to be
Before the eyes and flow;
You have not seen it still
All the world reveals this:
Dreams promishes to fulfill
From a land of unborn wish.

Gypsy Girl

Gypsy Girl

Gypsy girl oh gypsy girl
All the world is a dance,
Fate comes twisting with swirl
And give away to change;
Who is your lover today
What have you found out,
Strum the guitar and play
There are many songs about.

With eyes so fair and sweet
Everything seems quite true,
There are no tricks to treat
Only the depth in irises blue;
Soft is your skin and dark
And silky your flowing hair,
A face that glitters with spark
Through moods of every year.

Gypsy girl sweet's your pearl
And true to the hidden sea,
Your mood hot tempered whirl
So fresh and more effeminacy;
I long for you those nights
When moon is full and close,
To catch your swan like flights
And come near your dark rose.

Praising Your Love

Praising Your Love

Praising your love
Is somewhat not hard to do,
Like feelings above
It is all up to become true;
Footsteps to make
Everything from within,
It's about to take
Giving and then to win.

Where manipulate ends
And the feelings begin,
What stands and what bends
Where experience have been;
And the trust that you show
With closeness and touch,
How you love can grow
Though you say not too much.

Praising your love
Is in the eyes and heart,
None of it you can shove
If it's whole and one part;
It's your soul and your trust
With everything you give,
And for togetherness a must
For two to share and live.

Midday Treats

Midday Treats

Midday treats
Now in wintry breeze,
Snow falling on streets
White layered are trees;
All this is now on
In the coldness outside,
It's so much winter fun
To give and be gratified.

Flimflam dark
Wishing and much sleep,
Glistening and spark
Dreams to share and keep;
Joyous is the weather
When the snow is soft,
And we are together
Watching to the loft.

Trifling snow
White and silver fine,
Anything might glow
In the moonshine;
You and I so close
While it's snowing more,
Just like snowflake duos
Falling down as decor.

Needed Poems

Needed Poems

Needed poems for everyone
So the world may come to see,
Much is to learn from elevation
If your thoughts are set free;
Lexicons and dictionaries
Are the books for wanna-bees,
Pick em up to your own abilities
And conquer the impossibilities.

Needed poems are always here
With some advantages of thought,
Give or take your fair share
Of what you shouldn't or ought;
Numbers call for others new
Absolute no one accomplishes,
Fresher moments then hitherto
May still get through in wishes.

Needed poems for this old earth
Is a way to get and go along,
Give your ideas new stand birth
And it may become a fortune song;
Use the ancient and useful ways
That so many found and tried,
There might come fortune days
That hard is now to see or decide.

There is a Tranquil Star

There is a Tranquil Star

There is a Tranquil Star
In the sky faraway,
With air and earth bizarre
To wake up each day;
With colors beautiful
And imagines far beyond,
No spot is there dull
No ugliness there found.

And everything's at peace
With everybody there,
Much joyful and caprice
To go with anywhere;
There will not be mocking
To make life miserable,
Only a wisdom talking
To make knowledge enable.

There is a tranquil light
Deep in the dark space,
Far from quarrelsome fight
And other hateful ways;
It's a place found in heart
With respect for everyone,
It's the road where to start
To get a truth verification.

There is a Tranquil Star
In the sky faraway,
With air and earth bizarre
To wake up each day;
Nobody needs to be cruel
Always correct or conned,
Bury a crumbiness duel
Be what you have donned.

Another Potential

Another Potential

Another Potential
Comes our way once more,
A route way for all
To keep it sound and sure;
Love is like life
Full of strange encounters,
To each moment arrive
So different and asunder.

Another walk through
The many nowhere stand,
You will meet it too
Not to understand;
Contradict in disguise
Flight through dark and dim,
With your pair of only eyes
Seeing through the brim.

Another Potential
In a world of contrast borrow,
Way of life are abysmal
Yesterdays and tomorrow;
All is there to take or give
Whatever the society prefer;
Encounter it and just live
You may have your signature.

Where is The Day Taking Us

Where is The Day Taking Us

Where is the day taking us
In this darkish winter garden,
I've got all the abrasiveness
For the day is now to harden;
Like the cold comes sweet in
With the snow so soft in frost,
There's in my heart a backspin
From this much wintry glossed.

It carries me away and across
To some other places beyond,
Where lies the hidden pathos
Everthing warm has abscond;
For it never was much within me
To walk much and along a trail,
Where winter is cold frezzing free
And there's nothing else to avail.

Where is the day in this dim
Where I have no place to call,
My heart's in a whimsy whim
When I'm in this state to appall;
Bring thus away this dull cold
I am more for the gentle heat,
Nothing in coldness to behold
Only the frost and its deadbeat.

Sorrow and Pain

Sorrow and Pain

There's sorrow and pain
Wherever we want to go,
We search thoroughly in vain
To prosper and grow;
What will become of this
For nothing is too far fetched,
Onward thought a mere wish
Bleaked out and stretched.

Gray clouds in much rain
The days too lost to know,
A turning wheel ah here again
Something that's a while ago;
Too many things it then is
Through with past time etched,
One of those little reminisce
Unimportant and outstretched.

There's sorrow and pain
In the house down the row,
Ordinary life and strain
TV taboos and scarecrow;
All we cannot ordinarily dismiss
Brought to mind and sketched,
With dissatisfaction and hiss
The many things we retched.

Resonant Encounter

Resonant Encounter

Resonant encounter
All is there to be had,
When all thing get asunder
And there is not more to add;
Just a simple thing or two
That a silence can't give,
And it's entirely up to you
How much there is abusive.

Resonant in beauty
The aspiring to meet,
What true thing ought to be
When fondly you treat;
Life is to make the best
For things and thought of life,
It will be forever a test
How much there is real strife.

Resonant in your way
Everything so forward on,
It will resonance the day
Till the battle is here won;
Just a simple thing or two
That you need to have more,
So the colors become true
And you have won the war.

Discovering

Discovering

Discovering the route
That comes to you in real,
Is what this is all about
Do know how you must feel;
One step then another
Is what this is about,
You must your way discover
To be not more in doubt.

Discovering and finding
That is the way to go,
And those two thus combining
And you will both them know;
This is how life then is
And feelings there in too,
You have to make accomplish
And know who one is you.

Discovering and hoping
We have it all in here,
Managing somehow and coping
And give of us to share;
There is no other way
Then this that has been done,
To let your findings stay
And others to carry them on.

Midday Veranda

Midday Veranda

Midday veranda
The dawn was so young,
Like an abracadabra
In colors to long;
Feelings were fresh too
Coming to wake,
Just like me and you
For it was daybreak.

Now it's a midday
In wonders and answers,
An intermediate play
Just before evening dancers;
All life is like this
Fresh in first sight,
Then comes the bliss
And make you feel right.

Last comes the evening
For stars in the sky,
Then you sing a lullaby
Just before you say goodbye;
This is how it goes
We all have our travels,
Nobody here really knows
What next steps it unravels.

Rhythmicon - Between The Footsteps

Between the footsteps
Is easy going about
And everything that keeps
In between doubt

The road might be long
Or leading to nowhere
With steps deep and strong
Those were made there

On streets of many
Much is going on
Worth a dime or a penny
Or anything under the sun

The world is a big place
If you are quite small
And turning to many ways
But that is not all

For everything shall unbolt
In one way or two
Or go about and revolt
But that is all up to you

We are here together
In making this a home base
Or something even better
That we’d call our own place

I Have a Dream

I Have a Dream

I have a dream,
But so do we all;
A bit in airstream,
Wide and so tall.
There is so much,
I have got to say;
Giving it my touch,
Make it feel okay.

This is my wish,
To give as a song;
Take away anguish,
Make me back strong.
All in all to share,
Have as inspiration;
Take away a fear,
Bring in liberation.

Road to have and be,
What is inside now;
Let you make and see,
Each your solemn vow.
Promises to make,
That you haven't done;
Be more here awake,
Before it is all gone.

The Illusion of Dawn

The Illusion of Dawn

The illusion of dawn
Comes in with sleep,
From under night gown
And futures to keep;
All is of the new light
That gives you a day,
So you can start a flight
And make it your way.

The illusion like oceans
With billows and waves,
To bring your devotions
- Each of its conclaves,
You are to start and rise
Then up into your own,
Throw the first day dice
Give the color and tone.

The illusion is there
To feel in your first sight,
Take way or share
What is wrong and right;
All is for its intention
- Quite differently across,
Comes to apprehension
When the dices you toss.

Blue Sky or Gray Days

Blue Sky or Gray Days

Blue sky or gray days
They come as they may,
All is in where shadows plays
With the colors of the day;
Summer and winter songs
With each their different mood,
What in times hold belongs
Old thoughts rendezvoused.

Blue sky of deep perspective
Onward drifting and then to fade,
The tears and smiles abrasive
That each and each has made;
The blue within the minutes
That come and go in the ease,
Contrast each it advocates
And gives not in to sculduggeries.

Gray days are different to bear
For it has there too much dark,
With every that comes to air
Shall lose its wise and spark;
These are tidings unlike tunes
With each in their many mind,
That gives advocate or impugns
And often go on in gray blind.

The Wonder of You

The Wonder of You

The wonder of you
Oh new born thing,
So much is there new
Like bloom in new spring;
You have time to come
To hold on and play,
And there in is some
That gives its true weigh.

Each hope and a try
Shall give its good length,
Explain to you why
Time has its own strength;
What is the reason
To continuing here on,
Why there is a season
And why they are done.

The wonder of all
Is in with the new tides,
Each comes to befall
And the time sets asides;
Love has its contrast
In each of its many ways,
Some have been harassed
Others in the still stays.

Wishes or Hopeless

Wishes or Hopeless

Wishes or hopeless
Broken down or growing,
They may have abruptness
Without you knowing;
All is made from this
What you come to know,
Like a daydream bliss
Or a moment glow.

Wishes or hopeless
They are here today,
Always new and fresh
When they go or stay;
With nothing too much
Only dreams to go by,
With every life's clutch
That catch them in a fly.

Wishes or hopeless
Like those gone before,
For some get jadedness
To never be for more;
Let the dreams come true
If you have the ways,
Something might continue
Have a valued cachets.

Break Away To Dreams

Break Away To Dreams

Break away to dreams
Every day must go,
What today is in gleams
Tomorrow maybe glow;
There are reasons here
And some sunshine too,
Dreamers astrosphere
Is a personal construe.

We have our thought to give
Not all can be wrong,
Some maybe though abortive
But it is all our song;
You and I are not the same
Each an island apart,
Feelings with uncertain flame
Two opposed heart.

Break away and let it come
What you have to give or say,
With exchange and emporium
You will live a fuller day;
Never will there be a game
That our feelings will outsmart,
There is no need in exclaim
If your doing your small part.

Dig the Dogs

Dig the Dogs

Dig the dogs
That bark and bite,
Dysfunctional clogs
That give a blight;
Lightening and thunder
No law and order,
Everything asunder
And over the border.

Dig the dust
Down under you feet,
Where it is lost
On the bystreet;
Once what you had
Nothing is to last,
Much is like nomad
With talky bombast.

Dig the dogs
So much is worthless,
Sinking into bogs
For its tiredness;
Feel not ashamed
To give it no ease,
It needs to be tamed
That gives you a wheeze.

Remembering Autumn

Remembering Autumn

Remembering autumn
That evening blooming song,
With daydreams desideratum
Where lost longings belong;
Remembering the dreams
That nowhere coexisted,
The lonesome sunbeams
The coming shade twisted.

Remembering the days
Of the withering blooms,
Fallen leaves in alleyways
And what the earth resumes;
All shall be here forgotten
In the days ahead that come,
Summer's sweet abdications
For the dark winter's hum.

Remembering autumn
For leaves turned to red,
Lost their green freedom
To fall off to their dead;
Remembering moments
Your yearning came too,
All the scenting abundance
The senses could construe.

Manifestly Refined

Manifestly Refined

Manifestly refined
Each thread life weaves,
They come to be assigned
In gladness or grieves;
You have your way to go
Search through the woods,
And only you will know
If there are falsehoods.

Manifestly and right
Heart is the starting place,
You may lose a fight
But hold on to grace;
For nothing is for sure
And no one really wins,
As life is something more
And time with it spins.

Should we start and go
Where the road isn't clear,
The decision you only know
Where your heart is near;
Should we know or wish
For something better yet,
When you have all of this
All your heart and soul asset.

Sky in Afternoon's Fire

Sky in Afternoon's Fire

Sky in afternoon's fire
The faraway horizon gown,
With longings and desire
In sun settling crown;
Your love is there still
With promises for days,
That your dreams must fulfill
In its many turning ways.

The dusk is later on
With starry light so dim,
And all will then be gone
Like a diminishing whim;
Its dream is to be told
In the thoughts that come,
For reality grows old
Like thoughts are to some.

What causes you pain
Let not distress your being,
For such things are of vain
And not worth of seeing;
There is a catch to win
With every promises to fulfill,
Perhaps a line so thin
Or another step to a hill.

Next to Nothing

Next to Nothing

It's next to nothing
What's going now on,
The stars are bluffing
With time that's gone;
Nothing within a reason
In travelling through,
Contradicting a season
That comes to imbue.

It's here or everything
That makes it so whole,
Together the circle bring
To make more cajole;
Nothing without a thought
Lying around somewhere,
To enlighten then brought
To be or not to be aware.

It's next in line to find
Each its purpose and goal,
What in its way is assigned
The flickering fire steam roll;
Nothing without an artery
Fulfilling its own reaching,
What lies out there's for free
Not all for earth's teaching.

By No Means

By No Means

By no means
Is this a lonely tune,
By no means
In this afternoon;
Everything has been done
Probably written and said too,
All the gestures here gone
Now it's entirely through.

By no means
And no short of immune,
By no means
Rather like a buffoon;
All's sweet in the hours now
As the day is going out,
We will manage somehow
To write what this's all about.

By no means
The end of the story,
By no means
Another accusatory;
Say just what you like and feel
The rest comes naturally,
Turning up the writer's wheel
What you want to say or be.

It's Time to Return Home

It's Time to Return Home (click on name to hear the song...)

It's time to return home
After the long days strome,
That has taken its great toll
In every dual and each goal;
The day has gone a while
Footsteps tired and beguile,
And thoughts nearly all lost
That through the mind crossed.

It's time to find a road
To mend each new commode,
Some have though gotten lost
That through here have crossed;
The night is not behind
You shall one day though find,
What of importance there is
And moments that you miss.

Therefore I say to rubicon
To carry and function on
The opportunities will come
There can not be more um;
The goals to keep on going
The notion is just knowing.
To have no fears to stay
There comes another day.

What Planet Are You From?

You Are From the Sun

Of all your friends, you're the shining star. You're dramatic - loving attention and the spotlight. You're a totally entertainer and the life of the party. Watch out! The Sun can be stubborn, demanding, and flirty. Overall, you're a great leader and great friend. The very best!

What Planet Are You From?

In Reversed Moonlight

In Reversed Moonlight (click on name to hear the song in real audio)

In reversed moonlight
Where memories get tossed,
There is no wrong or right
Both somehow will be lost;
Like night becomes a day
And dark resolves in light,
There comes another day
As some have lost their flight.

The moments are so full
Of emptiness and space,
Moonlight often will pull
In two reversed ways;
You will not find your luck
When mind is not set straight,
Be for a long time in murk
Till some there will abrogate.

In reversed moonlight
You see things so differently,
Like Icarus in his last flight
Lost raptness to become free;
Thoughts are in a fantasy
Shadows grow and glide,
The question remains to be
In a mood that will provide.

Blooming of The Night

Blooming of The Night

Blooming of the night
Hiding in the daylight,
Frost roses on a window
In full moon they glow;
In white and silver gray
And flutter light they play,
Each bouquet delegate
That coldness only made.

You are so roses fine
Onward in darkness shine,
Without the fragrances
In beautiful ambiances;
So graceful is your art
That comes to my heart,
With windy argent linings
In every frost awakenings.

Blooming of the night
I want to hold them tight,
With daybreak they will go
These sculptures of snow;
The blossom colossal white
These beauties of the night,
In innocent they spark
The silvers of the dark.

Lull Me To Sleep

Lull Me To Sleep

Lull me to sleep
Outside is winter dark,
Help me dreams to keep
So they may later spark;
Day is so sleepy now
Under this sully sky,
Gladness it disavow
Till spring will revivify.

Lull me with your wings
Into your night fantasy,
Moon to the sun sings
Of what I might there see;
Turning away from reality
Finding a way unknown,
What shall there be shall be
Under this night gown.

Lull me to new dreams
I didn't know before,
Magical all of it seems
Opening a dream door;
Restless are all longings
Anticipating and waiting,
To and fro in moody swings
Each our dream is dating.