I believe that there will come a day
I believe with all my heart
When all our troubles will sink
To the bottom of this sea called Time
Lose themselves in the unfathomable depths
Or be eaten by mysterious creatures
I believe that there will come a day
My vision shall not fail me
When the seed of love begins to sprout
Upwards and upwards into the sky
With firm roots hidden underneath
Forming a solid foundation
I believe that there will come a day
I have eternal hope within me
When the stars align themselves perfectly
Pouring down serenity from the heavens
For us to collect in baskets
To store and use as we may please
I believe
I believe
With honesty and sincerity
In the power of the future
In Time’s ability to change
To flow from east to west
And sometimes from west to east
I believe in that future
And the future’s beautiful
And the future’s ours
Tag: Inspiration
How To Become A Better Writer
Step out of your house, barefeet
Feel the cracks on the sidewalk
Marvel at the vegetation growing in them
Bend down and watch the industrious ants
Scurrying
Step out of your house, without an umbrella
Walk and watch the others run for cover
Get drenched till your shirt sticks to your chest
Walk straight till the road ends without wiping your misty glasses
At any cost do not let a single drop fall on the book in your hand
Approach her, ask her out publicly
Get rejected and make an ass of yourself
Crash her wedding and be kicked out of it
But not before trying an exotic new dish
Spicier the better
Wear mismatched shoes on a flight
To a country whose language is alien to you
Chat with the person next to you
Tell him your secrets so that he may tell you his
Know that even he has a story to tell
Visit a hospital
Watch a life come into existence
And another extinguish
Whatever you do, do not stay home
Do not be staring at the screen
Do not wait for ideas to strike you
Step out and chase after them
They are waiting for you
How It Feels To Live With Tinnitus
Without a warning in advance
The wily ghost took his chance
Settled down between my ears
For years and years and years
He cares for nothing but his whistle
I personally served him his dismissal
Yet he wouldn’t leave me alone
He’s home, he’s home, he’s home
It’s my fault but I was lonely
I cursed the stars and wished for only
Something someone who would always be
With me, with me, with me
Now I regret my life’s choice
I wake each morning to his voice
Is it too late for another wish?
It is, it is, it is
I can claim my life as grim
Or I can smile and peace with him
Nothing’s ever gonna change his ways
He stays, he stays, he stays
Tinnitus
Oh what a friend I found for me
A friend who will always stick with me
He talks to me all night and day
Only one thing he has to say
Tinnitus, Tinnitus, Tinnitus
When will I rid myself of your curse?
I know you like to chat with me
But can’t you see I’ve had enough?
As great and loyal as you may be
You have begun to irritate me
Your presence has brought on a massive change
I’ve had to improve my tolerance range
Tinnitus, Tinnitus, Tinnitus
Will I ever rid myself of your curse?
I know you like to talk to me
But can’t you see I’ve had enough?
I’ve heard that there’s no cure for you
I’ll need to spend my whole life with you
So let us now just make a deal
Every once in a while you please be still
Tinnitus, Tinnitus, Tinnitus
What have I done to bring your curse?
I already had voices in my head
You proved that there can never be enough
Only Love
When we begin to see the stuff that we are made of
We begin to understand that we are enough
When we find the purpose of this existence
Then everything begins to make sense
From dust to dust
We circle the years
At every distrust
We hide our tears
But only one thing bounds us through it all
Only one thing catches us when we fall
It is love
Love, love, love
And only love
In a world that’s constantly gathering pace
On every face I see its trace
In a world where so much is unknown
One true light shines all alone
It shows its form
In many ways
Amidst a storm
It sends its rays
Is there anything else in this accidental sphere
That pervades all life forms sans any fear
It is love
Love, love, love
And only love
In every natural wonder that we see around us
With each new learning that bounds us
The guiding light that tells us right from wrong
The only friend we needed all along
Our only hope
When all is gone
The only rope
We need hold on
The one item we need not ever buy
The one resource which is endless in supply
It is love
Love, love, love
And only love
To Be A Better Man
It’s not that I haven’t told you
It’s not that you don’t know
But I know you’d like to
Hear me say it once more
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
For the way that I treated you
That made you feel alone
I gave in to the monsters
Living inside my head
I nutured them far too long
When I should have cared for you instead
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
I should have seen my errors
Before the chance was gone
Can I just take this moment
To make you understand?
Can I just take this moment
To hold your hand in my hand
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry for who I am
If you would forgive me
I promise to be a better man
Meet Me At The Station
I’m swallowing my pain because I
Think it’s better to do that than
Smashing plates on the floor
I’m walking out quietly because I
Think it’s a more mature way of
Dealing with arguments than
Running an axe through the walls
Of the house we built together
But hey it’s just me and my useless opinion
You know I could be wrong
But hey can’t you see at least I’m not crazy
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting for a train
That takes me far away from here
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting
Who would have thought that it would be
So ugly and filthy?
Who would have thought that it would seem
Like we’re just beginning
To understand each other
Every scream, every insult, every abuse
Chips a piece off of our masks
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting for a train
That takes me far away from here
A couple of tickets lie in the pocket
Of my shirt that you ripped this morning
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting
Perhaps it’s the place that fills our heads
With toxic thought and endless distress
One wonders what it would be like
To live in a better place
Where happiness comes your way every day
Where music lights the house
Where birds float outside the window
Where flowers bring fragrance to the door
One wonders
Hard and long
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting for a train
That takes us far away from here
We can board it together
Leave this mess behind
Don’t worry about it
We can start anew
Meet me at the station
I’ll be waiting
The Slumberers
When seeds of darkness begin to grow
The world is quickly enveloped in a sheet of calm
Glittering, silver moonlight
Guards every window
To try and keep the stars at bay
Little children are tucked to sleep
With gentle kisses upon their cheeks
Their mums and dads follow them
Soon after into the slumberland
Pink fairies in the garden
Who danced upon the flowers
When sunshine fell upon the petals
Have also retreated to their mysterious caves
Black ants crawling below the soil
Have locked up their food in the storage
And are also seeking a small nap
Once the queen has given her permission
The gods in the heavens above
Weary of countless prayers and wishes
Have picked the clouds for a pillow
To rest their heads for a little while
Before the chores of the next day
Even the demons in the galaxy
Tired of causing chaos and disorder
Have marched back to their caves
Leaving their work for another night
All is quiet and serene
You can almost hear the stars twinkle
All the lives are recharging
For their parts in the universe
There is no good now, no evil
Neither a right way nor wrong
Only the cream of innocence reigns now
Upon the faces of the slumberers
Love Is A Thunderbolt
It originates in the heavens
In the palm of a deity
Vibrant, electrifying
Bubbling with incredible energy
When it strikes
It is no ordinary event
It changes you completely
You are not the same person anymore
It sends shivers down your spine
Raises your hair on ends
Grabs a hold of all your emotions
Dumps them in one basket
It is frightening, terrifying
Yet equally majestic and captivating
It is deadly and powerful
Yet commonplace and beautiful
Her Smile Is A Trip To Heavens
Her smile is a trip to heavens
Her laugh is paradise
Puts angels at sixes and sevens
The magic in her eyes
Frank Solanki 