I stand before you Oh! God
I have disrobed myself from everything
Now,
I have no country,
No religion,
Nothing I can call my own
No cause to fight for
No reason to die for
And yet there is no love lost
I will continue living in this Utopia
Come join me...

Lost inside a painting
I cannot find my way home
My mother will be searching for me
Thats how they are made

She will cry
And her tears will never get over
She will hope that I return
Her hope will never end too

But I am lost inside a painting
Framed within a glass
Hung on a wall
Even if i find my way, I will never make it out

And my mother's hope is so strong
That an inanimate stone
Will come flying in through the window
And free me after all....

Rain comes and rain goes,
Drops fall and evaporate,
Heat kills and gives warmth,
As the dead die and rejuvenate

Lemon tea and ice creams
Bluey, pearly, misty eyed dreams
Canvas falls and paint spoils
River mixes with dew and mountain foils

Oh! why do i try to rhyme
So useless is this art
Just hope no one sees my blog,
I am just another stray dog....