Did I tell you something about this
That I played games upon your mind
Well I cant say sorry
I just wanted your story
When you see the light
You have a sign to read
When you hear the words
You have a voice to hear
When I play simple games of the tongue
You have a long story to decipher
Everything I paint
I make no colour saint of a saint
Every taint I make
There is a blissfull sunlight in it
Only a sharp mind sees through the decoy
Think again before your final verdict
I will put the final ace open
When the final race is over
That is when I will grace you the truth from the lies
But right now I am watching you
Learning life better in a deceptive way
And I see your belief in hopeless expectations
Which are not even there
We can fly like the birds
Run like the cheetah and swim like the fish
But if you let nature take its course
And be true upon the intention of your mind
Without any objection
There is a rendevouz to walk away
Into the sunset of dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem