Purple rain, blue skies
Pink oceans, yellow butterflies
Can colors define emotions?
I need to hide it with these gypsy-potions
With your black and grey walls
Don’t worry, sunlight can still call
So what color do you desire?
I’m a painter you can hire…
Do you still remember me?
The rose that you picked up from the Garden of Eve
You were this little boy who fell from a tree
Despite my thorns, you set me free
Painted with affection, loved me thee
But weariness came to visit you one day
And Aphrodite took me away…
If I were to define love,
It would be colorless
Until someone comes along
Paint it with the color of their soul
If I were to define love,
It would be unconditional
Without limitations, without expectations
Even if their happiness comes from someone else
If I were to define love,
It would be hope
“Hope he’s okay, hope he can sleep well after a tiring day, hope he misses me like I miss him.”
If I were to define love,
It would be poetry
When you can only express it through words
Because even if you try so hard, you can’t do it in action
If I were to define love,
It would be forgiveness
Freeing yourself from the pain that a certain person caused you
It is for you, not for anybody else
A curious Raven flew in the midnight dreary
Caught his eye, was a snowy white Owl that looks weary
The Raven was captured by the sadness trapped in her eyes
Until he sang a couple of lullabies
The Owl was healed by this sweet emotion
Soon they became each other’s devotion
How pure and sacred is their dwelling place
And together moonbeams they chase
But one night, The Raven didn’t fly to the woods
The Owl waited and worried he was bruised
She collected eggs and nestling of other birds
But The Raven didn’t come back, she is now out of words
Until she turned her head toward the trunk of the tree
And falls through the moonbeams that they once kissed thee
Deep into the ocean lies an enchanting mermaid
She is delighted, for today is her birthday
Her only wish is to go to the dry lands
And one day be with a Prince waiting for her on the sand
She dreamt of this handsome boy
Knowing that he will bring her joy
But realizing he doesn’t possess a fishtail
A sacrifice she’s going to make….
Swimming through the inky cave of the Sea Witch
In exchange of her sweet hymns
She gave her a potion that would switch her fishtail to limbs
Off she goes leaving with pain and exhilaration
Now the Prince is her only obligation
They met, eye to eye
The Prince fell for her eyes as blue as the sky
Days, weeks, months past by…
Little mermaid and The Prince are on sky high
A beautiful amber ring shining on little mermaid’s hand
Then in an instant everything went black
The Sea Witch grinning while holding the head of the Prince behind her back…
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
Singing and pretending I’m with a marching band
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
Wondering where paradise is, can someone give me a hand?
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
Following a white rabbit down an eerie hole, I don’t quite understand…
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
Waiting for me is a madman that wears a tall black hat
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
Eating cake and drinking tea, for happiness I demand!
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
A broad fixed grinned cat appears when I’m stuck in the shifting sands
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
The King and Queen of Hearts leading me back to the heedless land
Am I Alice in Wonderland?
“Time to wake up!” Another reality to withstand…
Watching the sea form ripples of water
Touching me, until my senses won’t matter
With this shore of sorrow,
Still drained after tomorrow
Poignant emotions swimming
Take a bow, lies dripping…
Floating on egoistic desires
Where freedom and happiness are not for hire
Dive into the ocean of iniquity
Soon you’ll fall into the depth of servility
Weave your spell for my tilted cloth
Trapped in your enchantment that is froth
Draw a pattern to fool me, Dear
I hope I wake up before your apparition’s near
Chaotic mind, tornado of feelings
A soul that seeks healing
When will this cycle end?
I’ll just trade this black dress for a faithful friend…
In a foaming tide,
Bathe in egotism and pride
Disgust burns my throat like acid
As I swallow people made out of plastic
Lust for domination
Infinite temptation
Yearning for validation
Until power becomes an intoxication…
My tears kissing my cheeks softly
Replaying the movie of my childhood tautly
How does it feel to be loved dearly?
And to give love sincerely?
Being alone kills me slowly…
My only aide is Mr. Lonely
Pour happiness to me tenderly
I’ll wait for you patiently
