Even more...

I love the summer
it's full of light
even when you sleep
you feel the warmth of summer
when you awake...
fragrance of flowers
chirps of  birds....
I love the winter even more
It's somewhat different..
everybody else love the summer
you don't...
ask me why....?
It's not because of darkness....

Absence of Thoughts......

I buy new pencils,pens
new note books,new erasers
I need to write like I used to..
I lock myself in...
try to think of nothing but writing...
my friends my family
wants me to write
But I couldn't......
Sometimes I scream inside.....
please let me write something.....
I spend hours and hours sitting by the large window....

watching people...vehicles.....

few trees...little grass.....
now I doubt......
Is this the absence of thoughts...
or the absence of nature.....

hmmmmmm

Spending days and days

without change 

 I don't know why everything stays the same

tried to see the sky

Just big buildings laugh at me

made me sick

I closed my eyes

keep thinking

world is a still a nice place to stay

no worries then

walked long and long without thinking

miles and miles searching for you

finally I found you

 my ever loving prince 

I see the world through your eyes

Follow me......

There's a great place.
Hidden in forest
we have to go through the darkness.....
Hold my hand..
Let me to guide you
I'll take you through the darkness....
I'll be your candle light....
follow me to the end....
here we pass through the evil sun....
If it make you blind....
Just close your eyes....
let me to take you in my arms....
I'll be your eyes...
I'll be your strength...
Here we pass through the bed of roses....
let me to close my eyes....
take me with you...
I know that...
flowers never hurt you....
let me to follow you.....
to the End...... 

Pure Spirit...............

(one of my dreams)

she is a sweet little girl who loves white
her favourite colour is white..
she is pure like a temple flower,     
pure as a fountain of water,
she smile always, 
she has a long hair 
that shines in Moon light
every night....
she walk to the moon light
her little rabbits
waiting for her to play with her
in the woods..... 
on the river bank...
thousands of night flowers 
kissing her...
touching her...
blessing her...
because she is pure in heart
she loves nature 
she loves animals
she loves people 
her  foot steps never hurt the earth
her laughs never hurt people..
she's so gentle..
there's no one like her..
she comes in every month 
every moon,every blue moon
she will return....
the holy blessed spirit...
pure spirit...
the little white rose..
who dance in the river bank..
sing in cold air...
angel of the god...
murmur to my ears 
about the life.....  

• It's mad I think. anyway It's one of my dreams not a dream,imagination must be the perfect word..I love these thoughts..
• I describe this thoughts to some of my friends some friends loved that as I did.some friends laugh at me..:)
• Anyway I love this story.this is one of my harmless  creations. 

How awesome....

Rain drops are kissing the earth
wind's blowing
at the same time
rude sunshine touches the earth
thousands of wishes
thousands of tears
washed away 
I catch my last breath
I catch my last hope
that I can't let go.....
flowery streets
stary heavens
touched my heart 
how awesome.... 

Help me....

 My heart.....
It's beating...
 my soul
It's flying..
my body 
It's burning.....
why do people
be so cruel.....?
No mercy... No patience....
Just a hurry....
I stop right here....
staring at the circus....
I'm afraid....
please help me......