Sponsor of your dreams

When you are so tied,

with the wires of life,

can't throw out your hands,

for catching some scenes.

Then close your eyes and think of me,

I 'll be there,

The sponsor of your dreams.

Don't call for God,

stop crying in vein,

'cos he never comes,

hearing your loud screams.

As he sent me, made me,

the sponsor of your dreams.

If no feelings are left,

'cos you spent all of them,

no shoulder to put your head upon,

no hollow thoughts,

no more themes for scenes.

Then I'll come, to sponsor your dreams.

Now when you are on top,

and want everything to stop,

'cos the pictures we painted,

begin loosing their colors,

and the dreams i sponsored

are with you no longer:

All shades have faded, life's so jaded.

Then call for me,

I'll be mending your dreams.

I'm still walking...

It's morning but no sunshine,
deep in me i can feel morphine.
There it was my first day,
And something serious i was supposed to say.
I Chose to sit quiet Because longer there i was going to stay.
She wasn't dark but not light either,
Crossed me through, like a filthy teacher.

Then there I found myself
Walking down the road that melts.
Time to go on
'coz life's moving on the belts

I m free now like a dead soul
I wasn't killed but pushed out of the pigeon's howl
marked as a symphony
kicked like a football
memories are many but enveloped with mist,
story will end with a horrifying twist.
mist of smoke or smoke o' frost,
crazy are people like holy a ghost.

Then there i found myself
Walking down the road that melts.
Time to go on,
'coz life's moving on the belts.

Life's running, not stopping,
not looking back, crying me
to get one moment,
one shine
to hold, to see, to fall in and
get up again
to hold, to see, to fall off pain.