Circles of Skepticism

smelling the sky's
the magician prepared
fools her and flies
he thought she cared

goes to his father's grave
the magician is scared
wonders if he forgave
he thought he cared

crestfallen in the circles of skepticism

Nihility

buried in our own dreams we forget
how long some wait for that moment of sunset
growing up too fast
that fear of forgetting the past

what we seek is meaningless
what we want is useless
its time to accept nihilty
i bless you with the dark affinity

Until the light takes us

Behind the black room

whats behind this black room??
a path towards moon or just another place to drool
the grayish ceiling so silent,the shabby cupboards so violent
instruments lazing around,things lost and found
getting so high,just another reason to lie
i wish to see this light?
its worth it right???

Revelation

everything falls apart
one weak heart
pity to kill
stones to fill

revelation

Can we see everything

a blind mans visualization
imagination and improvisation

things that are unseen
music and misery
pain and patience

a little boy who cheats
doesnt care if he does good deeds
goes to the temple with his father every morning
can we see everything