In the times of my confession
And the smoke of cigarettes
When the coffee is an outer body experience
And I am riding a bike of no regrets
Each moment of mine will sing out loud
The melody, lyrics & quotes
Wasn’t life a backdrop?
A backdrop for memories & thoughts
The vessel to feel and make a difference
To solidify the values; to create happiness & hope
To love, hate and consummate,
To smile, to whisper, to serenade,
To surrender: surrender to its wonders,
Without a god and a religion,
To go on trails of meditation and all-night benders
To fly higher than my friends on cocaine
To be more potent than the heroin in their veins?
I never needed a drink or drug: I was enough
Always free of chains that people are bound to
The supernova, journey bound, bullet proof
Each breath of mine is the backdrop for my being
And my hand is always out to hold on to yours
Through thick & thin, the highs and lows, through whatever may come and whatever may fall,
To touch every life it can touch and leave your lips with a smile
The wine glass, the playing cards, the oak tree
To make you laugh right now. Wanna try me?
What was that preterm chinese kid’s name again?
Oh, yeah! Sudden-Lee!
-h