The Freedom Vibe

I want to play
rushed the brown eyed girl in black
With a gleam in her eye
and a feather in her hat

Blissfully chattered
and playfully jibed
Near the ocean breeze
she gave the freedom vibe

Run around in circles today
We've lived a life of monotony
Run around in circles today
The vibe gives you authority

Walk on now
with a fresher air
The waves recede
and your shore now bare

Swim in the pool
of the newfound dawn
Your shackles now
will never be reborn

Run around in circles today
Run around in circles today

Musicmans Road

The sounds i hear, shatter and rumble
Yet an ease of smoothness and flow
The echoing sound tickles my mind
And pain in the uttered words i find

The melody of the notes
And the newly paved idea
The tranquil urge to break away

Unearthing all your thoughts
In the alchemy of your dreams
The diminished now sustains

My only light in dire times
The last song on the radio
The sugar now tastes sweet
My troubled mind now lets go

The climax makes my fingers twitch
The ice cream truck is nearer
The gleam in the young boys eye
The end so typified

Gallantry

Salutations and Congratulations
Revelations and insinuations
Rode the knight in his pearl white
Towards the valley of doom

Escapades and Serenades
Accolades and charades
The insignia of love fades on the way
Died did the orchids in bloom

Did i falter or did it fade
Was my message lost on the way
Did the mist soak my fervor
Wont she weep
Wont she even say

The second cannon launched
Towards our self demise
The target seems lost in the sky
Alone in paradise
Lost the battle twice

Bend

Their riveted innocence on clanking cobblestones
The smiling women with deep brown eyes
The bayside path at the eve of dusk
Lets walk hand in hand and entrust

Phrase by phrase the voice lies
A treat as the bourgoise smile
Uncouth jugglers play with fire
Circus folk cry in the summertime
What is meant to be?

The sunbeam through glass?
Only shivering under the drying leaves
Placid urns of distrust?
That burst into gallows of deceit
Siezure and proclivity of tears?
That levy the fund of demise
I was watching as the night slipped by
Bent by confusion
Burnt my ire

I looked at her copper locks that day
And the moonshine gleam in her eyes
She laughed and played and joyously cried
My words inept, my thoughts ary

It was meant to be.

Cocoon

Let me make you smile
I'll wipe your palette dry
Burning bright like a savanna flame
Leaves of toxins make you levitate
Its white all around
Even the sky houses a swirling blade
You're trapped in plumes of fire and ice
Cacophony with a whiff of melody
The aphrodisiac sound of an oriental chord
Its white all around

The kick of thunder pushes the cylinder
The revs of silence awaken the owls
Im travelling through the passage of dark
The passage is woven
Streetlights blur past my road
Its just the beam of craving that lights my way
Alas the jeweled palace shone bright
The cold night fades to a sleepy galley
Dim are the lights again
Its white all around

As i entered the emerald hallway
Vacant thrones called my name
The yellow parchment stares at me blankly
We're at a mellow place
Down south from divinity, we're edging nearer
To the sunrise of the newfound wake
As the blues play, we awaken
Its all blurred, its all a haze
Its white all around

The Rising Tide

Sun soaked flakes of glass
pristine emeralds receding away
frolick in the groves of nature
rummaging for that spec of gold
glee arrives with the helpless shoal

The light cries with fury
sinking in traps of beauty
washed away those who are bold
abhor the black waiting to arrive

Mindless games children crave
tripping on water and wine
aching deep inside
waiting for the rising tide
waiting for the rising tide

The Shallow End

Forgive my maladies for i have sinned
The feathered sniffle of betrayal
The gleaming edge of steel smiles
As nocturnal risings haunt the troubled mind
Emptiness prides itself
Thieves have stolen the wings of the raven
Clowns and monks roam the streets in disguise
Even the kleptomaniac reeks of satisfaction
And the poignant charade moves on

Opened books, valued more than speechless murals
The undercurrents at their hilt
Tasting the black blood of a charred soul
As nothing gold can stay
As i put back on my mask of fear
Slide into the whimsical cage
The chimes now hide the foregone love
And the poignant charade moves on