Vision+Voice

In music, peace is found in the endless soundwaves
a sound with a heartbeat, lost in song
pabletating in the people of the brave
gone in ecstasy of music.
A drug that overtakes the body
controlling us like puppets
we dance like there is nobody
till our feet give out or the trumpets stop.
We make music with our voice
a shout of praise or of grief and failed love
we rejoice in the power of music
We use it as a tool to get through tough times like the wings on a dove.
Music is a drug like no other it can make you fly
higher than the heavens past the earth’s sky.

Once in a world without a name
Without a color
Without a shade
They all lived in black-and-white

And gray

Newspapers had a dreary taste
The clothes were all in plain
Expression is forbidden here
Everything remains the same
White and black, and back again.

We all forget eventually
Stars will die
But Earth keeps spinning
When something’s different, call it wrong
Point it back to white and black
Forget about original.

There is no just start and end
There has to be a story
And when we change the order
We get gray.

Once there was a world
Of black and white and gray
All because of one brave soul;
All because of difference.

there once was a day
it was very windy
the wind shook the tree
leaves fell
the sun set

Walk with me in this world
only the stars can live forever
let’s plant our seeds and hope they grow
we never know what will outlive us
take me down to where the roots can’t reach
we’ll play our music up to God and hope She likes it
most days life is just a waiting game
until then, come drown in our sunlit rains
put down the weight of the world for a while
I promise to be your everyone

Only the stars can live forever
In your eyes I see the sky

Someone, not seeking to be saved,
Like the setting sun in mountain’s embrace.
Outstretched hands, an earnest try,
But reaching, impossible, despite how nigh.

No way to touch, no way to hold,
In dusk’s descent, a tale untold.
He, elusive, beyond life’s brim,
There was no way to reach him.

From the day of my birth, my mother never left my side
Her glowing face was the first I had seen since I arrived
We had many cherished moments and she always gave me a chance
She was compassionate, and always listened when I cried
Her soft touch blossomed throughout my body in a trance
The beach was a realm we both admired, and we wanted to see it once more.
Tingles crawled down my back, each time the wind brushed against the hairs on my skin.
The waves were in an endless rhythm, as they gracefully swept onto the shore
The sea, and the wind, swayed to the enchanting melody of the violin
Suddenly, I was left without a farewell too fast
I was too young to face solitude and became engulfed in my bad mood.
pleasant moments never last I thought.
Why can’t you understand that, who are you?
Was I not enough, Was I not the daughter you asked for, Was it fair to leave me so soon
Was I being too dramatic, I thought
Or should I leave my emotions to rot
I felt selfish and alone
But when would she be coming back home
She is doing the right thing, she had a purpose to leave
But still, this selfish part of me takes over
And all I can do is grieve.

Life
My life had been guided by fear
fear is an enemy
a tormentor
I felt like I’d been pulled down underwater by dread
fighting every second for one breath of air
Depressed, no stressed, yes
Watch who you trust
They’ll leave u in disgust
The world on my shoulders
every second, the discomfort bears more
Is freedom real
will the claws that had been engraved in my flesh and blood
finally, release me from their grasp
Pick up my phone
relay the bad news
My friends hold me close as I tell them my problems
Words flowing out my mouth like a waterfall (pause)
Mindset
a negative mind will never give you a positive life
Instead of looking at the hole in the donut, I began looking at the whole donut itself
It was then that the truth was found
Something I’d been seeking for so long had been blinded by my very own brain.
Hidden behind the walls of stress and fear
Freedom
Something that is taken for granted until you don’t have it anymore
Thus, I understand the true meaning of it now
The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.

(inspired by, She Walks with Beauty)
He walks in beauty as a beam of radiance,
Through a cage encompassed in an eternal shadow.
Though his piercing gaze is no short of a glare of wrath,
Nothing but purity and tenderness resides behind it.
O’ if the warmth of one’s heart was measured by rays of sunshine,
His would contain both the luminosity and comfort of the entire solar system.

A citrusy aroma, a hint of musk,
His fragrance is beyond captivating.
His structure that of a Greek God,
Yet blended alongside the humility of the ordinary.
He stood with pride,
But never a touch of arrogance.
And despite all thrown towards him,
He walks with beauty,
Despite it being unknown to him.