People say I am weird, impractical, unrealistic. I agree with them. They say I am stupid enough to live in my dreamland. I agree again. But when they say I should be practical, wise and behave like a grown up I don't agree. Why should I change myself? What will I get if I change myself? Won't I lose all the happiness I get by dreaming. What will I get here in real world? Hatred, stress, dirty power game, and enough frustrations of getting old? I don't need them.
You can call me hopelessly romantic. I agree. Life is all about romanticism for me. They say I am not professional. Well I don't want to be. If leaving all the romanticism and always running after success is professinalism I don't want to be a professional. Success may give you ego boost but never can give you that kind of happiness which I get from watching the moon. Or watching the glittering lake water in the afternoon. Or even watching the kissing birds. Can anything else give me that level of pleasure?
The way I want to live my life seems weird to others. I wish I stay awake all night watching the moon, twinkling stars, darkness. I feel I am a part of it. I feel most comfortable in darkness of the night. I hate sunlight, how rough it is on my eyes. In darkness all my senses starts working, I feel, I touch, I smell, I taste, I see. Yes I see too. I see the world more beautiful in darkness, more peaceful, more romantic. I taste the sweetness of cold dark night. I kiss to feel the bliss. I kiss dark night.
What's wrong there if I wish to have a long walk at late night? What's wrong if I wish to fly through the road in the middle of a jungle on a bike. Alas I can't ride it myself. Wish I was big enough for a bike. LOL. To be happy I need to do weird things. Normal things makes me bored enough. The life of Tarzan fascinates me. I wish I could live like him. But I am so much habituated with this mechanic world that I won't be able to live that way either.
When I miss my bus I wish I could jump like Spider Man. And I jump. Jump at the top of the bus and then slide inside. People get scared though. But I can't help. When I see birds preaching I wish I could understand their language. And then I talk to them. But most of the time they get scared and fly away. Poor me, still not good enough to talk their language. Once I asked a squirrel that why he is always in a hurry. He said he is too busy to answer a human. Sad! I wish I was not a human.
Since I'm already a human I can't help all these but I can dream. Whenever I wish. One day I wish to live in a small white beach house in a lonely island full of trees and hills far away from this real world, where all my dreams will come true. Till then I keep dreaming. Please don't wake me up. I don't want to miss a single moment of my life.
You can call me hopelessly romantic. I agree. Life is all about romanticism for me. They say I am not professional. Well I don't want to be. If leaving all the romanticism and always running after success is professinalism I don't want to be a professional. Success may give you ego boost but never can give you that kind of happiness which I get from watching the moon. Or watching the glittering lake water in the afternoon. Or even watching the kissing birds. Can anything else give me that level of pleasure?
The way I want to live my life seems weird to others. I wish I stay awake all night watching the moon, twinkling stars, darkness. I feel I am a part of it. I feel most comfortable in darkness of the night. I hate sunlight, how rough it is on my eyes. In darkness all my senses starts working, I feel, I touch, I smell, I taste, I see. Yes I see too. I see the world more beautiful in darkness, more peaceful, more romantic. I taste the sweetness of cold dark night. I kiss to feel the bliss. I kiss dark night.
What's wrong there if I wish to have a long walk at late night? What's wrong if I wish to fly through the road in the middle of a jungle on a bike. Alas I can't ride it myself. Wish I was big enough for a bike. LOL. To be happy I need to do weird things. Normal things makes me bored enough. The life of Tarzan fascinates me. I wish I could live like him. But I am so much habituated with this mechanic world that I won't be able to live that way either.
When I miss my bus I wish I could jump like Spider Man. And I jump. Jump at the top of the bus and then slide inside. People get scared though. But I can't help. When I see birds preaching I wish I could understand their language. And then I talk to them. But most of the time they get scared and fly away. Poor me, still not good enough to talk their language. Once I asked a squirrel that why he is always in a hurry. He said he is too busy to answer a human. Sad! I wish I was not a human.
Since I'm already a human I can't help all these but I can dream. Whenever I wish. One day I wish to live in a small white beach house in a lonely island full of trees and hills far away from this real world, where all my dreams will come true. Till then I keep dreaming. Please don't wake me up. I don't want to miss a single moment of my life.
Dreamland
Isn't this old night so nice
I hope you can feel what I feel tonight
Little boy's not getting it right
Trying so hard with all his might
Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away
Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today
Seems something's always in your way
You've got a wide, wide array
Of insurmountable problems every day
Slip away, slide away
Into dreamland
Slip away, slide away
Into dream, dreamland
In your own private place of dreams
I hope you'll find a place where it seems
The road is always straight and true
Wherever you walk is bright for you
I hope you'll remember these times we share
Hope you'll find some comfort there
In the meantime lose your cares
You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there
Slip away, slide away
Into dreamland
Gonna cherish my time with you
Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through
Wake up tomorrow maybe you'll find
Darkness gone from your mind
Want you to be what you want to be
Don't want you to ever hurt like me
Smiling through the saddest times
Could only happen in dreams
I wonder is it as nice as it seems
Slip away, slide away
Into dreamland
Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night
Because I can't seems to do it here in real life
Mayhe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night
Because I can't seem to help you here in real life