Finding Emotions

Keep reaching, keep trying...
To touch what cannot be.
Just like that, it's gone-
before you can count to three.

So close it seems,
Yet so far away.
An indescribable feeling,
Leaving nothing to say.

Search without destination.
Aimlessly you look.
Lost again as usual,
Like blank pages in a book.

Rose

Beware, my darling, I am a rose.
Thorns defend me from my foes.
For I am fragile and weak,
And you are far from meek.

I'll not be picked by any other.
If it isn't you, I can't be bothered.
To be your possession, who could want more?
My crimson heart is only yours.

Misfit

I am an outsider no matter where I go.
I have no homeland to call my own.
My arms are pulled to the west and the east.
There is no freedom at the least.
Dozens of nations; my blood defies.
So tell me, what am I?

The stares they give as I walk by.
The people who try to find reasons why.
I am the way I am, not because of you.
Like the grass is green and the sky is blue.
There is nothing that I want or need.
Then why do you wish I'd bleed?

They say if you can't beat someone;
Either join or be no one.
I'd rather fight than give in.
Even if they spit on me when they win.
United we stand, as divided as can be.
People who belong nowhere are my family.

Unaffected

Are you jealous that I smile?
Even though all the while...
You tear me up with your words.
Yet I fly away like a bird.

What's the use of it, anyway?
Criticizing day by day...
Your words can kill through hate.
But each time, I regenerate.

Do you feel like a fool yet?
I hope you drown in your regret...
Falling into the traps you made.
It is a price to be paid.

Winter In Summer

Some kind of shadow clouds my sky,
And there is no indication why.
Bits of ice fall to the ground,
What was whole is scattered around.

Why is the world frozen today?
Ice blocks the sun's rays.
I gave up more than you would.
I cannot see what I once could.

Searching for something in vain.
Among droplets of freezing rain.

Freedom & Sound

Music is the only thing that can keep you prisoner-
flow through your veins,
drive you insane.
It rearranges your mind,
and sets you free at the same time.

Music is in your heart and your soul-
omnipresent all around,
through emotions and sound.
It can make you recall,
things that didn't happen at all.

Music bleeds from the countless wounds-
the world brings so much pain,
but the melody cleanses like the rain.
It can give or take away,
like the night and the day.

The Artist

Every word you say,
Each night and day,
Though the world is gray,
You paint me.

Like a thousand piano keys,
Ringing in harmony,
For all the world to see,
You paint me.

My eyes are always closed,
As a porcelain doll I pose,
And the world's beauty arose,
You paint me.

The brightest shade of blue,
All through and through,
My memories renew,
You paint me.