A New Mystery

"Even with nothing in my hands

I feel like making a hundred new plans

I feel like meeting the new heights

I feel like fleeing to a new world of mine

Even with no one by my side

I know I can maintain my stride

I know i'll end up being solo

I know but, my life will never be hollow

Balancing light and dark in both my hands

I look past the hazy woodlands

When in search for my pre written destiny

All I find is another brand new mystery. "

Unborn Ghost

peeping through the windows of the world
I see what you cant see.
Never been there
will never be.
Never worn a piece
never torn a peace
neither m tired
nor m worn.
you will never see me,
cos m the ghost of the unborn.

hatred and fallacy
i have never seen.
i could have been you
or may be even me.
but never got a chance
to be what you could never be.

I sit here all alone
away from the
misery of the world so torn.
but m still m there for u cant see,
cos m the ghost of the unborn.

i might have lived to be born,
but m just the ghost of the unborn.