A page in my diary~



I’m a strong girl
a really strong girl, Dad
But sometimes I don’t know what to do
So you might see me crying
Don’t judge that
Ask me ..why am I crying?
Then decide
Some reasons are easy to say
I lost my wallet
I failed the exams
I’m not okay
Today is not my day
And then there are other reasons
hidden behind the previous ones
And God knows
Those find no words to describe
I’m a strong girl, Father
I learned that from you
You never cried and I wish
If I can do that too



A thought deserve to be spread ❤

The Naga

More than ever, the world needs us, the world needs us now, us artists, be a writer, a painter, a poet, a dancer, a storyteller, a designer, build us the worlds that you have imagined, give life to our madness, show the world that it is not only about making money and children, that there are other ways to live life, to accomplish our goals, give meaning to our existence, because we artists never only live once, we live for every single day, we create, we make, we paint and write our souls and emotions into our creations, more than ever, in this age of war and craze, we need you, the world needs you, to create, to bring meaning and dimension to our reality.

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Everybody sing to the moon, What about the Sun?


The world is sleeping
As I observe …
The early song of rising
Slowly bit by bit
And the trees waves increase
As the morning’s cold breeze
Playing around
With the birds sound
While a lovely cloud,
Whispering shyly to the sun
To Shine and embrace
A world of a thousand worlds
Or even more
And the sun reaches out her light
To touch the sky,
To touch the Earth
To touch all birds
And the leaves
And the souls that grieve
And the happy spirits,
The tallest of buildings
And shortest ones
A queen without a king
Ruling the kingdom of broken hearts
Before the nightfall

From her window


Behind the glass of a closing window
Of a house lives in that street
She stood to watch the sky
While it was raining
Was she sad?
It didn’t seem like that
But the rain kept falling
And knocking on the window
For her to open?
Knocking and Knocking
Once and again
She silently stood there
As I watched her
The raindrops looked like tears
Rolling down on her cheeks
She closed a window
That opened a way to her heart
While I walked away~

A letter for Today~


The beginning of a new day
For it, do you have something to say?
I’d like to leave a message
For when the day starts
And when the day ends
For every moment that counts
From my not known years of life

Dear every day,
What should I tell you?
I’m trying, I really do
And I have no clue
If things will go right
Or left where it is
Should it go?
Or should I come?
Too many questions
Only time can tell
Things aren’t well
Are you afraid?
The day will fade
Here comes another one
I pray for your heart to be strong
Will you pray for mine?
The sun will shine
The night will fall
And here comes another dawn
To talk to
Best Wishes,

Morning Thoughts

I’ve always loved weird things, or weird things loved me! whenever I stand to look I see things other people don’t see…yesterday has something for tomorrow I’m a message from the past to the future will be sent and sent to the day I’ll be delivered…what should my text say?

a voice of a Naii in the woods by morning sun when the breeze come a whole new day a new life to live ~