Dreamworld

Some call them castles in the wind
And some tag them as fairytales
A land where dreams are reality
And happy endings… a new beginning

Desires are overrated
Emotion, no more underrated
This magic never leaves you alone
Love is everything, but underestimated

Enter the gates of passion
Where wishes run wilder than stallions
Angels walk with you, elves serenade you
And each moment seems like millions

Woven with a silver thread
Careful! They are fragile
Come dream a sweet dream with me
Just for a little while

The Kiss of Dawn

Upon my soft cheek
You left that silken touch
Like the kiss of dawn upon the skies
Like a song I love very much

Oh! Hold me again in those arms
Let me feel alive like the sun
From the eerie darkness within
The kiss of dawn has won

Let me soar high with you
Feel the wind under my wings
And to the kiss of dawn we fly
Like the birds that dance and sing

How wonderfully different this feeling is
How complete this love seems
Like upon the blushing blue sky
The kiss of dawn gleams

Long after the sun has set
And the moon and stars are gone
You stay with me in my heart
And return with the kiss of dawn

I'll Be There

When the world turns its back
And nothing seems to go right
When you feel weary and tired
And need to be hugged tight
I’ll be there

When you’re as happy as could be
And feel you can touch the sky
Or when you think you’ve lost
And need a shoulder to cry
I’ll be there

When you’re feeling lonely
And your smile seems to fade away
When you need someone who cares
To make beautiful your day
I’ll be there

When you need a heart to love,
A ear to listen and a hand to hold
Don’t hesitate to look by your side
Coz I’ve already told…
I’ll always be there!

ode to who?

So for him I write these lines
Last night, who came in my dreams.
For his love’s sake, this world itself I’d forsake,
And awaken in a land where desires have wings.

Can’t believe that isn’t a choice anymore
So for jest I pen down these mysterious thoughts
Famous ol’ Poe did it too, a long, long time ago.

In secret, yet right before thine eyes, lies
That treasure by which he’s known to the world
Oh can you figure the three words so dear to me?
That are found, nestled beautifully, at the end of a prayer too.

I am beginning to blush seeing half of it here, already!
Exceedingly childish that may seem to many…
Ain’t luv quite a crazy little thing, honey?

Look closer dear; he hides between the lines.
From naught you’d have to ascend to find
The three immortal words that are my light of happiness

Alas! Though like a jewel each letter sparkles before thee
You’d neither understand this love, nor this riddle… let it be.

Star of Estel

An evening star shines alone
Burning away in the night
A star reveling in its solitude
In the shadows the only light.

To guide the lost he wanders the skies,
And keeps alive their lamp of belief.
While he burns itself every night,
In the oil of melancholy and grief

Some look up at him in the dark
And find solace... a friend.
Yet, some question his privilege
Of being closer to heaven's tent.

His beauty shines through the darkness
In light, though around, none can see.
As a quiet spectator of the world
The Eleanor lives his days in irony.

So long he has been afar
That he believes it to be his destiny
A mere spec in the shadow he calls himself
When he's the king of the entire galaxy

No treasure. No love. Nothing to hold on to
No dream. No desire. He has no one.
Just light and hope to give away.
A silver soul makes his only possession.

But the rarest of lessons he's taught me
A lesson none other can understand
The joy of oneness of souls he gifted me
Though he lives in a far, far away land

Like a dear yet distant dream
He says, “I will fade away one day”.
I'll walk beyond the seas then
Just to be close to my
Star of Estel