AESTHETE

"The sky gives no hints"  The sky gives no hints For always dwells above Sometimes with a grey alcove  No signs of the time henceforth For its going to be a thunder Or it's just is the shroud For those with a myth That the sky so beautiful Has no space for us We who dream the world We who design the words To fly on the wings of own To touch the winds alone.. For the sky has many hints  For them who wonder and dreams... "Let me be that" Let me be that dark sky Which people seem To stare often To find something  Out of the space  So blank..  Let me be the star Which people try To find often  To gaze at  And wish something.. 

Let me bloom Silently on the land unsown, Beautifully in the world so unknown. May it not be the spring But that's a sure thing, I will bloom. For the petals as they spread, For the dreams as they come ahead, But never will the winds have me shed. For I will bloom, I will bloom.  Let me scribble the words,  For as the stem I shall stand.  Amid the thoughts Like the painted petals,  They bloom and bend.  For the souls may transcend. May it not be the spring But that's a sure thing, I will bloom. Never gonna stop the dreams, For they may grow like living leaves. For the love gonna spread,  And dissolve as the fragrance.  Silently in the air so vast,  Beautifully in the heart at last.  May it not be the spring But that's a sure thing, I will bloom. I will bloom. .