IN dependence ?

31 August 1957

Is that the day we in - “DEPENDENCE”?

It's no good saying it.

They don't understand.

Sky is not seen neither the ground

IN dependence on the alien ruler

We lost all our self respect

We lead a submissed life – HELL

Rest is all history well known

Illusion is beyond our - WILL

Served by the devil

What do we find when we look back ?

And now after all these years

Into nothingness that went by

We ask ourself what we - DID

Now it does’t have any true meaning

Are we building – FUTURE

Yet we failed in bridging

Among the heart

That never become – ONE

But till we live, you and I

Let me show you a - WAY

Well know but used by few

And be a seeker true

We got our INDEPENDENCE

And pride surged our veins

Because today is the birth of our flag

Happy Independence Day

I’ve been meaning to say

You run through a field of flowers
The flowers burst into flames

You walk down a hallway
The walls close in on you

You climb a hill
You roll back down

You feel the rain on your skin
The rain stops

You gaze at the night sky
The moon and stars are absent

You speak
But nothing is heard

You look into a mirror
There's nothing on the other side

You step into the light
Darkness devours you

A purpose is found
That purpose is no more

You find love
That love dies

You smile
Your smile turns to a frown

Life is given to you
It is taken away

You float to the heavens
You fall to hell

Is this a dream
Or a nightmare

Threads of scenes before my unblinking eyes, Fantasies of tomorrows unspeakable surprise, Beauty lies behind a Dark, mysterious wall. Chasing and slipping then over the edge I fall, into a black veil unwelcoming and unwieldly strong. Grotesque terror passes into my mind which belong, of screams that behold tortured souls and horrific laughter. Children bleed and My Happy ever after, has turned into a black abyss in which I stare, my dream of a acidic nightmare. I turn and sprint into the darkness, heaving heavily, never ending until a noise I hear and stop warily. An angelic voice softly repeats my name, I stir and wake, a nightmare all the same.

The world turns black My heart falls I can hear the tear As my body fades Nothingness I become My existence obsolete My world at its end A lifetime of pain Over in a second As if it never existed The sun has set The rays no longer burn My soul has gone The darkness Is blinding The loneliness unbearable I dream of the light As I had once dreamt of the dark To late To late for regrets I have seen the other side This darkness is hell

My Dream is My Nightmare

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Dreams do come true For once in my life it's true But with just a blink of an eye It turned into a nightmare I had to wake up before it's too late Don't want to get lost with that promise of forever I got too fantasized with those shiny butterflies Just before it changed into dark bitter lies I was too amazed with those magic tricks But then those were just logical tricks Fairies taught me how to fly But then they wanted me to die Angels surround me While demons come around me 'Wake up! ' a voice said 'Wake up and be in the real world! ' I had to wake up before it's too late.

Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream? I take my dreams and make of them a bronze vase

and a round fountain with a beautiful statue in its center.

And a song with a broken heart and I ask you: Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do, And sometimes you say you don't. Either way it doesn't matter. I continue to dream.

The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom

The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Fear no more

Fear no more the heat o' the sun; Nor the furious winter's rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney sweepers come to dust. Fear no more the frown of the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning-flash, Nor the all-dread thunder-stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finished joy and moan; All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exorciser harm thee! Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee! Nothing ill come near thee! Quiet consummation have; And renowned be thy grave!

Ten years have passed
since a day of infamy
that shook the world
and the skies fell silent.
It was a day the world mourned
and a war against terror began.
However, for weeks after
the skies fell silent,
not only of planes,
but birds as well.
It was as if nature
was paying its respects
for those who perished as well.
It was not until the planes flew again
did we see birds again in the sky.

We all hope for a life than the one we lived before. More happiness and more love that we can explore contentment and peace of mind the things we all search for, as it is hard to find. Some days we seem like robots walking on an endless treadmill. On other days, our dreams transpire into reality. Our decisions are always cloaked in darkness, our thoughts unguided missiles going this way and that. We want a better life, but it is choosing that that confuses us at times. If we go down the right road, how do we know it is right? We cannot turn back until we’ve reached the very end. Always hoping that at the end a better life is around the bend

A Beauty

How many times have we travelled down a road merely out of curiosity, and as we move down it something there takes us by surprise. Something insignificant somehow catches our eye. We stop and stare at the beauty consummated there. A beauty that fills our heart with the passion we identify as love. We are confused not knowing what to do. Before us lies, our future if we make the right approach or our downfall if we turn away. Do we stride forward or do we hesitate and take care. The decision is only ours in what we should do.

When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment. That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment. When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheerèd and checked even by the self-same sky, Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, And wear their brave state out of memory; Then the conceit of this inconstant stay, Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, Where wasteful Time debateth with decay To change your day of youth to sullied night; And all in war with Time for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.

Mummy they call me names
They wouldn't let me play
I'd run home, sit and cry almost everyday
'Hey Jessica, you look like an alien
With green skin you don't fit in this playpen'
Well they pull my hair
They took away my chair
I keep it in and pretend that I didn't care
'Hey Jessica, you're so funny
You've got teeth just like Bugs bunny'

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

Cos I'm in L.A
You think I've made my fame
If it makes us friends
When you only really know my name
'Oh Jessie, we knew you could make it
I've got a track and I'd love you to take it'
So now because I'm signed
You think my pockets lined
4 years now and I'm still waiting in the line
'Oh Jessie, I saw you on youtube
I tagged old photos from when we was at school'

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes

Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

Jessie
She broke out of the box
Swallowed your prideqw
You got that ego cough
Let the haters hate
You're like way too late
See I got a message from you
'Hola, I'm proud of you'
'Oh my god babe your voice is like wow!'
My reply: Who's laughing now

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now

Black and White

My name is xxx xxx WeN,

Love "Black" Hate "White"

This is my past,this is who i am

Suddenly opened the minds of the pit and saw before himself.

I'm loudly tell the world.

has not changed is the past that is capricious,

I think my future, future. You do not worry about it.

Although I have not been a stable life, but I believe myself

,I just no mature enough,

I just want to say is: you have not seen the last of me, I have not seen the unexpected.

To the future, you will understand.

I should also be stable not far from me,

I will try to pursue you. Come on! !

Hello, everyone! ! ! My name is xxx xxx WeN

Oh, so you think u know me now,

have you forgotten when u drag me down,

But thank for the pain it make me clear ,

and I'm still rising, Still rising ,

But who's laughing now ?

I'm damn proud of "UU"

Because my name is xxx xxx WeN