There is a cry

There is cry from the depths

A cry from the rain in the rain

There is a cry from the within

A cry of rebirth

Hear their cry from the depths

And all we ever wished for have been wasted energies

There is a cry in the rain

I am standing in this rain crying

There is  a cry in the rain.

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Faith

Mysteries of life, just we can’t understand them.

Make others happy only to be sad.

Searching for love to find misery.

Seeking a noble quest only to go on a sojourn of forever.

Gain the world to become lonely.

Have everything to gain nothing.

Going on a mile of hope only to wander around hopelessness.

A taba rasa: you choose what memory to fill in it.

When mysteries of life confronts us, all we need is just “FAITH”

Faith to walk that walk.

Faith to hope that hope.

Faith to love that love.

Faith to believe that belief.

Above all, faith to dispel these mysteries. 

DREAMS OF MILES

I wish I could dream miles beyond this reality

Dream like dreams

Promises of miles of dreams

Maybe a thousand miles,

Even a million, a billion maybe

These uncertain realities

Pondering my heart to know more

Waiting no more in fantasies

I wish I could dream the future

Alas, my present be a wake-up call

How I wish to dream those dreams of mine

Things I do for you

Oh, on this long winter season; chilled, freezing and cold it is out there,

Nights of frights, and you need a helping hand; just close your eyes, whisper my name

I will be there; I will be there to bring your coffee

I will be there to keep you warm in my jacket

I will be there to  brighten up even your darkest night; to hold your hand on this long cold night

The night of frights and long depression; just call me and I will be there.

So we closed our eyes in rush; spring comes bringing out its sunshine

Long we saw this and now we see again; If the sky above you should turn dark and full of clouds

Just whisper my name and I will come along to keep you company and to smile for you

I will sing you sweet lullaby and songs that will soothe your to wonderland

It good to know that you’ve got a friend; people can be so cold, yeah so cold

So I will take you to the lake, and watch you dance in full spirits and I will be there

Alas Summer comes and you know wherever I am, I will come running to see you again

We live to see things of love, holding hands, kissing lips, carassing hands, burning dsires

Just whisper my name, I will come running to kiss, hold, carass and quench your desire

I will remember to find us a place of sanctuary and rest and to take the neccessary time to dream

Yeah, to dream your dreams and renew your energy, so you’ll be ready to face each new day

Each day of struggle and of struggle and as you look front, back and sides, I will be there

Now that old north wind should begin to blow, so keep your head together, we know fall is here now

You will think you got friend now but they’ll hurt you, and desert you but for me, just whisper my name

This is going to be a long journey, I will buy your rose, buy your thick clothings for another season

I will remind of spring and of summer, I will keep you together for the next journey

We have just but limited time before all change again

Just call me and I will be there running to you

Assalamualaikum

THIS FEELING

This feeling, oh this feeling

This feeling of emptiness and of long loneliness

Dawning on me this cold weakness

Something usual becomes unusual and uncertain

Oh… this feeling, please go

Unleash in me a fresh feeling, feeling feeling

Slowly but softly.

THIS FEELING

This feeling, oh this feeling

This feeling of emptiness and of long loneliness

Dawning on me this cold weakness

Something usual becomes unusual and uncertain

Oh… this feeling, please go

Unleash in me a fresh feeling, feeling feeling

Slowly but softly.

This winter

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A flake of snow all the way

How hard to fathom its chill:

It brings bad and good tidings;

A secret message to hope for

Of its breeze and harshness

We survive, still surviving

This flake of snow fills the whole land

So white, so beautiful

Alas, it is not 

A flake of snow returned each season

Bringing good and bad tidings