Marry Your Mind

There's a soft green sky
Pink horse and blue sheep
I thought I was in my dream

You said that your mind
Is a playground
So crowd yet beautiful

And your brain
Was made from
A sprinkle of imaginary phosphate

Linking in to some potasiums
Or brown clay
And adding a little zinc
To spark it

Is this your mind?
The one who I adore
The one who I always dream of

Is this your mind?
The one who speak with art
The one who speak with surprise

Is this your mind?
So, please let me sink
Let me drown
Let me swim deeper
Or run further

Till I can be the rainbow
To your green sky
The green grass
To your blue sheep
And to be tamed forever
As a rose in your dream

And marry your mind.

A Known Stranger

Unplanned talk and discuss

Long chat and late sleep

Nice read and good sense of music

High dream and big action

Pretty words and smart joke

Amazing ideas and great work

Creative thoughts and brilliant projects

Big achiever and not a quitter

Funny laugh and sincere smile

Full of optimism and positive thing

Wide knowledge and respect a girl

Getting drunk but not much

As long as you still create something

I will always support you

Through prays and words

Someday I will see you at the Broadway

Directing some big projects

Even you can work with James Franco

Cheesy and cranky

That's me

When you're around

My timeline.

We are just two stranger

Been talking a lot

Deep and dark

You were just

A stranger that I knew.

You Are

Knowing you is like travelling around certain city
Leaving a jet lag and another unexplained story.

No, it is not Hong Kong or Cambodia
Neither Mexico nor California
You are not that bright and hot
You are just as calm as Tokyo
With a little glimpse of geisha
And sudden earth quake
Or flood.

No, it is not Mecca or Madina
Neither New Delhi nor Vatican
You are kind but not so religious
You have a good thing upon you
But you are not a saint or a God.

No, it is not Moscow or London
Neither Georgia Town nor Seoul
You are just as awesome as France
Having a cool air with so many pretty things
You are just as beautiful as Venice
Too good to be missed
And hoped for.

You are not that typical
But
I found you attractive
Like the city of everyone dream of
The city I always dream of
New York.

Perfection is Imperfect

What are you looking for right now?

A perfect gold with a diamond beside it?

Or a shining silver with a pearl inside?

Both of them are boring.

Can you taste the chocolate bread with chocolate topping and chocolate cream as a wipe cream inside?

It looks like interesting

Really

With once glance you'll amazed and fascinated

By the second glance or another glance?

You'll got nothing except the same taste and smell.

It's like you look at pretty girl

You adore her

At first flirt

After that?

You'll just walk away

Cause there are so many pretty girls outside your door

But still

You'll get amazed only in first glance

And then

You'll find another pretty girl to flirt with

Do you know why people never get enough of themselves?

Cause people are naive

They always want perfection over something

The barrier's ten but you ask for twelve

Life isn't a discount clothes

Life isn't a finish good

Why perfection is imperfect?

Cause you'll always make the perfection torn

Fragile

Than broke

Cause you're too worry

If you're only perfection's gone

Cause you're afraid

If you can't find what you wish for

As long as you search for perfection

You find nothing

But imperfection.

And you'll regret

And blame the surrounding.

Over The Horizon

Using a giant steel costum

Is not the answer

Making a good thing about them

Who travel to the outside of the world

Is not the right clue

You know what the right thing is?

Loving you without any boundaries

Accepting all that matters

Without any complaints

Giving so many oxygens

Not the monoxide

Cause I want breathe without help

When my love brings me to the space

Holding your hand intimately

Without any separations

Hugging you tightly

Without any words to explain

Cause you know what the best part is?

Loving you always like those stars

Making a shine lamp when the dark comes over the horizon

Like the center of solar system

Giving the surrounding an endless light over the horizon

The Charon Girl

She's made from a clay

Without sand and stone

But mixing with the smoothest air

Without sponge

She might not bigger than your moon

But she's pretty enough

From your noon

Without flash and sprinkle

She's just that beautiful

Without you spread the rumour about

Because she's following the greatest invention of this century

The mother of Katai's

The mystery about space

And asteroid

The planet that never be settle

But had a deep down meaning

She comes from it

She looks alike

She obeys this TNO

She's just like your moon

But a little slower

And prettier

She's The Charon

Not the Nyx or Hydra.

Before Monday

I skip a time to sleep and eat today

Just because I don't want to meet tomorrow

Not because I am a coward

Or I have a giant fear over Monday

But I don't want to wake up and spend my times fastly

Till

I meet another Sunday

I jump over my bed

To go to the bathroom

Just because I want to enjoy my tiny time

My only free time

Before tomorrow comes

Before tomorrow is Monday

I eat slowly even type these words slowly

Not because I am a looser

But I want to feel as much as I can feel my finger touch the comp's keyboard every morning

So I can feel much relax

To face tomorrow

I am not afraid if tomorrow's Monday

What I am afraid is tonight

The last time I play along with my phone

Read some good books

And drink a cup of hot tea

It's just because tonight

Is

Before Monday.