Ground Floor

In the whirl of darkness, 

there is a spark of light that guides you...

In the twirling storm of despair, 

there is a gentle tide,

That guides you to shore…

In the broken days,

There is a kindness that uplifts your spirit…

In the shadow of a loss,

There is a healing touch to hold your soul…

In the chaos of war,

There is a road to peace…

In the vacuum of the solitude,

There is a whisper that talks to your soul…

In the wildest nightmare,

There is a chime that rescues you…

 

In the web of betrayal,

There is a resolve of trust…

In the wall of division,

There is a road to unity…

In the murkiness of lies,

There is a revelation of truth…

In the sea of sadness,

There is a pebble of joy…

 

In the grains of noise,

There is a mirror of clarity…

In the sea of greed,

There is a pail of generosity…

In the land of strangers,

There is a friend to be found…

In the pile of rumbles,

There is a spark of creation…

In the torrent of ignorance,

There is a shine of knowledge…

In the floor of heights,

There is a ground to be touched…

 

The Heartbreak Town

Welcome to the heartbreak town,

Leave your loving heart behind,

Leave your humane soul behind,

This is the heartbreak town,

Only the soulless survive…

Swipe the gold card and enter the glam,

Don’t get dazzled by the shinning stream,

Flow with the stream of trance,

As the tide will take you into the oblivion,

Where time is a constant spectator…

Faces are to deceive and masks to hide,

Truth is a mirage and the lies are real,

The smiles are fake and greed is the motive,

Trust is blasphemous in the town so gloomy…

No strings and no commitment,

Break and be broken,

Cheat and get cheated,

Rob and get robbed,

Traps are laid for the weak to fall,

The strong will prey upon the fallen…

Plan your moves, play with the tune,

Chain your mind and silence your thoughts,

The shining light and intoxicating fumes,

It will hide you from the pain of truth…

Shrewd will set the path ahead,

Schemers will set the rules for the town,

The weight of cash will rule the moves,

The rule of the town is to play the dice,

The law of the town is to slay the weak…

Love is an illusion in this town,

Only the naïve could fall into the abyss,

Where the fallen are left to wander alone…

But in the blinded town,

There were two souls,

Unique and fearless,

Apart from the madding crowd,

Thinking beyond the hollow lanes,

Dreaming for a whole a new world…

Wandering in the chaos of greed,

Sickened by the lies and loss,

They met on the corner of a darkened street…

Their sparkling eyes illuminated the corner,

Reflecting the love and truth inside,

Slowly holding their hands together,

Kissing the pain last good bye,

They vowed to leave the town behind…

In a search for a new town,

In search for a new horizon,

In search for a new life,

Where love was unchained and hearts set free,

They took the path of love and redemption…

The Countdown

The countdown has started,

And the race has begun…

Some are running behind the flashes of fame,

Some behind the spikes of power,

Some are behind glitter of money,

Some chasing the ghost of religion,

Some are panting in the trails of lust,

Some waving the flag of deception,

Some are building the walls of ignorance,

Some piling on the bricks of lies,

Some are securing the straws of insecurities,

Some blinded by the rays of truth,

Some are strapped down by the past,

Some stranded by the strands of greed,

Some are dragged by the lines of borders,

Some lost in the web of dreams and illusion…

The light and night had now changed lanes,

As the race snapped with the time into vacuum…

The Drifter

Holding the compass of uncertainties,

Carrying the baggage of memories,

The drifter is drifting along with the tides…

Without boundaries or borders,

Floating with the moment,

The drifter is weaving timeless dreams…

Playing with the shadow and light,

Swinging with the hands of time,

Unbound in the truth of freedom,

The drifter is living in the moment…

The journey of love and joy,

Build in every pause the life takes,

Never holding back the voyage,

The drifter survives in the passion…

Miles and milestones left behind,

The strides always ahead of the past,

Moving forward in the distance,

The drifter fades between the lines of present and future…