The Wonderland in Alice

Electricity bursting from each pore,

Centre of the spirit dances with the flames,

As it should, don't you think?

When the veins are cut open, stars bleed

Sliver of the moon shines,

In the mind

Feel the cloud float through your eyes 

Behold the moment's beauty

Within and without

Imagine peace to be a religion,

where love rules all

The silent cry of the pain buried 

Deep under neath

When the city lights sleep

Do not weep

You may find fireflies

Hidden in some corner 

Because magic is always alive,

For those who always choose to feel through light.

G Power Photography/Malana

It's easy to tear another apart, as you fail to perceive
Eyes that are grey,
Can you see behind the stain,
of the falling rain, marking her face?

Wandering along, a path less known
Longing for a warm sensation
To heal these broken bones.

Not knowing anything certain
Except to wait, for the rise
of the curtain,
As the sound of magic was brought to life.

G Power Photography

Hues of many colours
Smeared across the sky,
a bird softly sings a lullaby


Carrying a Lost Paradise, within the centre of centres 

Sight touches something pure
A thing of beauty
Producing vibrations
So full of power
You'd too want to devour

Bind your inner soul
to the serenity that is to behold
A story waits to unfold,
true spirit pleasures for each one of you to hold.