Peace Of Mind

Spiritually speaking,
I seek for
Comfort
Empty conscious
Sweet souvenirs
Nothing but peace

Spiritually speaking,
I ain't feel guilty anymore
or ask what's right and what's wrong
I'm gonna find who I am
Then do it on purpose

Spiritually speaking,
I ain't blame a believer or non-believer
I ain't proove the existence of "God"
He conceals his blunders when traveling
She erases her sins when praying
Then what should I blame them for?

Spiritually speaking, 
I need hope and love
Bravery and enough patience
To resist to people's judgment
Whenever I take a step forward
Their words, I ain't consider

Spiritually speaking,
In heaven I shall live
If honestly I speak
If sincerly I deal
If kindly I behave
I'll be in peace

7 FOR 1

I saw the years slipping away and through them I tried to find out what life really means.
Standing in the middle of the earth, smelling its perfume after a rainy day and watching the sky above.
I'm right here surrounded by a chain of colored clouds, gathered for a specific reason.
"Do I belong here? Is it really where I'm supposed to be?"
I believe there are seven colors of life. Enemies, lovers, siblings or the so-called brothers, friends, mates and colleagues.
"But what about if we find out that the most precious time of our life was spent in the shadow that once we thought the brightest place to stand in?"

"Do we have to regret? Does it help? How do we convince ourselves to step out of the shock?"
We claim: “It was an experience, we got a new skill” and people nods saying: “We concur !”


Rehearsing on that seven colors became a tradition and a routine, we create limits, we build levels between us.
Thus we think what really matters is beauty, pride and strength and we feel badly the need to show them off pushing our ugliness and weakness deep in the bottom of our heart, yes we do bury them.
The truth is deeply we got that doppelganger. Inside we laugh and we cry, we are thrilled and we are sad. We defend our decisions and stand for our madness.
But still all those seven colors got something in common, a purpose. They are all looking for the right pathway, they are all taking the same highway towards HAPPINESS.
That mystery lost in the middle of a jammed town, unreachable and yet if we get close to it, we know it never lasts.

I don't look for happiness in another place because I think I got it in me. And I believe I will touch it someday. Maybe Tomorrow.

Weird dream

I had a weird dream last night

I can still feel it in my bones

I know you ache to know what was the dream about

So I’ll clue you in a small simple sentence

A simplicity that will certainly make you imagine the dreary scene clearly

As it tormented me

And deprived me from sleeping

Well I guess I shall start share it with you:

 I was standing in a dark room next to a closet

It was completely BLACK

Suddenly a ray of moonlight appeared on the chamber

That ray allowed me to observe

A pretty young woman who was laying croushing in the corner,

On the floor,

She was drawing herself closer and closer to the wall

As the room was terribly cold,

She was trembling with agony

While she was trying to pull her little child close to her

And when she finally did, she imprinted her cold white lips on its forhead,

Passed her hands over his face, gazed wildly round,

She shuddered, fell back and died

Right after her baby fell asleep.

I couldn’t move, I had no words

Then I woke up totally scared

And in the same time

I gazed in stupefied astonishment

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What a DREAM?!