Those rare times...

And it's at times
Only those rare times
when you chose...
to think without a mind
and dream as you like...

feel like you're not here
You're breaking away
Feel an inch closer
to all that has mattered
and troubles far far away

Be who you want
Do what you'd longed
Free like a bird
You'll sail away
N’ fantasies won’t betray

Into the land of paradise
Green grass, blue skies
All in all
It's what you crave
Just within a moment's pace

yes, you think without a mind
and dream as you like...

But don't you see
Don't you feel...?
Hard is the truth, we accept
Yet into the moment
We can still give us away...

we still can give us away !!

--dhira (1/4/09)

We all will live...

Ever wonder if there'll be a day
when we'll all emerge as one
bound with a single thread of string
bound by no means of injustice
no barbarism, no evil deeds

we all will live
we all will....

There would be no fear
As would be no injustice
no crime or vehemency
Nothing else to believe in
no tears nor treasons

we all will live
we all will...

--Dhira (march 1, 09')