A thought

What a strange tendency...
You want to see yourself in the movies and the movie stars in reality.

Sometimes

Sometimes sunset has a beauty that the rising doesn't
And the darkness has a beauty that light doesn't.
Sometimes loneliness has a beauty that a company doesn't
And silence has a beauty that music doesn't.

Sometimes the dried leaf has a beauty that a flower doesn't
And the old has a beauty that the fresh doesn't.
Sometimes a hut has a beauty that a house doesn't
And the broken has a beauty that a perfect doesn't.

Sometimes walking has a beauty that reaching doesn't
And loosing has a beauty that getting doesn't.
Sometimes crying has a beauty that laughing doesn't
And sorrow has a beauty that joy doesn't.

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, there was a boy, name… don’t know. A very simple person. But he wanted to live in a very different world, a world of exciting things happening every where.

Where there were toys that run, jump, spin. Trains, cars, robots, models and all action toys. Where one action leads to another causing a dead model to go live.

He wanted to enter in the world of the black color. A vast unending black background with white dots and colorful clouds. The vast canvas of universe where a single dot is a shining star bigger than you can ever imagine, sometimes a planet, mysterious than you can ever think or a comet, a shooting star or sometimes a full galaxy.

He wanted to draw the tree and the hut that was more beautiful than the five star hotel. Or just an imaginary creation of seas and mountains, an art work. He wanted to play a music that touched the depth of heart of his dear ones. With sounds merging with each other that takes you to paradise.

He wanted to be a lover of someone, whom he can see for long time and admire her beauty with silence alone. With whom he would feel to be at the center of this world, with all desires vanishing and the world no more existing. With whom a fragrance starts emerging from nowhere.

He wanted to sit alone, with himself, with a deep silence that conveyed the nothingness of everything. 

A wish

I want to Say something,
The words will be more than a diamond I think,
That can light the candle,
That is within each individual

But may be my voice is slow,
And the world cannot follow,
Or else I may be a fool,
Trying to make an imaginary rule

But I will still do, not because I am right,
But because I want to see the light.
A light that emerges from nothing
But Enlightens everything

There's still a way

Look at the sky, any day or night,
There is always some amount of light,
It is never totally dark,
Have you ever noticed such a sight?

The Stars in the night and Sun in the day,
Their light always keeps us happy and gay,
And if ever the clouds try to cover the night stars,
The lightning will always help us to find our way