.HAUNCH;DIME.

Hold on a minute, take a deep breath,

Life has just begun; Take the shot of “wipe your memory”,

Dwell in the moments of momentary pleasures,

Forget everything. Refresh and reengage,

Add the answers, solve the puzzle,

Make the lines of randomness,

And calculate the act of floatation.

Wipe off that residue,

Unscrew the barrier of lost,

Play around, play along the dames around,

Break and make the course interesting,

Eject the fluid of formation.

Cut the aces, kiss the curves,

Gamble with the chances,

The table is rocking,

Hold onto the wild card,

The game has just begun.

Dogs are raining with the hymns,

Slaves are piling all along,

Leash is on a hold,

But merry souls are laughing out loud.

Back to the front,

Play the solo strong,

Bow away your notions

And crank along the vibe.

Jam the signal and take the remote,

Swap and shuffle, till the battery is dead.

Create reality, damn the illusion,

Control the pulse, control the Magnus,

Sphere it along the lines of high,

Now Life is ready to skate the rocks.

BEYOND…

You are beyond the borders of divide,

You are beyond the strings  of relations,

You are beyond the shades of greed,

You are beyond the cage of fame,

You are beyond the putrid of politics,

You are beyond the lies of love,

You are beyond the cage of ignorance,

You are beyond the shackles of rules,

You are beyond the testing of crippled hearts,

You are beyond the confinement of narrow souls,

You are beyond the acting of the make believers,

You are beyond the glitter of illusive dreams,

You are beyond the hollow words of religious pimps,

You are beyond the stupidity of holy tales,

You are beyond the transactions of paper gods,

You are beyond the carcass of gods,

Beyond the limits, Beyond the obvious,

You have traveled Beyond the time,

You have become a FREE LIVING SOUL today.

A SQUARE WORLD

The World is Square,

Cementing the sides with slavery,

Building lives in monotonous motives,

Breathing in jaded desires,

Packaged in an illusion,

Shading the colors of divide,

Holding the strings of dead gods,

Fighting with mindless soul,

Waging war in greed and fame,

Shouting loud into hollowness,

Screaming along in the vacuum of ignorance,

Burying the innocence,

Brewing  the prophecy of  dead mechanics,

Mating and making machines,

This World is being built for  dead machines,

Where life will be too SQUARE for “Living  Souls”…

Trance Oblivion.

Holding the glass of sanity,

Smoking the wilderness of solitude,

Life was twirling in a trance...

Walking down into the oblivion,

Treading onto find the meaning in the meaningless,

Far from the noise of hollowness, 

The trail was leading to the end...

End was a way to the unknown future,

The future, that led to her...

Holding her hand, Embracing her soul,

The silence vanished into rhymes of togetherness,

Falling in it's warmth calmness, Winding in the mystic love,

I slept like a child in her arms...