Thursday, March 29, 2012

WE as ONE!!!

(Based a little from Abingdon Boys School's single, "As One".)

Don’t you realize this reality,
Before losing yourself in this world of hideosity,
Walking through the silvery oceanic paths of debauchery,
Coming though the light without insanity,
Judging yourself, with full confidentiality.

The mutual feeling is growing strong,
Inside of you and me,
We must be keeping the intentions firm,
Whether it’s love, despair, or just simply bliss,
Whatever or whoever we are, we are not alone.

We must keep moving on,
Life is a once-blow configuration manual,
Adjust it to the equally unburdening proportion.
So there, we will keep our own moderation,
Before you losing your right, what’s meant to be.

We just keeps moving on,
Blasting straightaway on a curving arc like the rainbow,
Or be like the wind that blows away in heavy directions,
Or simply river flows to the ocean,
Remember that our path goes away in a straight direction.


Whenever you are down,
Just call the NAME,
To be precisely, your OWN name,
You would be fazed when you scream out of it in anguish,
Which would be the apex of mood lifting,
Even aids in joy, sorrow or pain. 

<Farid, 12.24 p.m., 29th March 2012.>


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Thursday, March 29, 2012

WE as ONE!!!

(Based a little from Abingdon Boys School's single, "As One".)

Don’t you realize this reality,
Before losing yourself in this world of hideosity,
Walking through the silvery oceanic paths of debauchery,
Coming though the light without insanity,
Judging yourself, with full confidentiality.

The mutual feeling is growing strong,
Inside of you and me,
We must be keeping the intentions firm,
Whether it’s love, despair, or just simply bliss,
Whatever or whoever we are, we are not alone.

We must keep moving on,
Life is a once-blow configuration manual,
Adjust it to the equally unburdening proportion.
So there, we will keep our own moderation,
Before you losing your right, what’s meant to be.

We just keeps moving on,
Blasting straightaway on a curving arc like the rainbow,
Or be like the wind that blows away in heavy directions,
Or simply river flows to the ocean,
Remember that our path goes away in a straight direction.


Whenever you are down,
Just call the NAME,
To be precisely, your OWN name,
You would be fazed when you scream out of it in anguish,
Which would be the apex of mood lifting,
Even aids in joy, sorrow or pain. 

<Farid, 12.24 p.m., 29th March 2012.>


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