Why are bananas protected,
with a thick and bitter covering;
while grapes are left,
with a skin that's paper thin;
vulnerable and exposed
to insects, storms, and dirt?

Why are little bunnies born
with soft, soft paws;
their mothers telling them,
"Be careful",
while little wolves are born 
with sharp, sharp teeth;
their mothers telling them,
"Be fierce"?

Why are one child's cries
met with soothing words,
and a hug;
while the other child's cries,
are met with turning of...

i. When do the vines reach the sky?
    Who taught the roses to bloom?
    Will snow ever fall on aloe in summer?
    Can you weave nettle leaves on a loom?

ii. When would the waters part like a path?
    Who brings skies into seas?
    Will oceans ever rise to the mountaintops?
    Can you form the raindrops with ease?

iii. When shall the flames engulf the earth?
   ...

Why is the colour Blue not called Yellow?

Why is the colour of love Red do you know?

Why was A made the first letter of the alphabet?

What is there beyond the universes’ net?!

Hey, is the life meaningful or meaningless?
Why do we exist and what is the point in life?
Why do some people work to live, 
whereas others live to work?
Why are so many people so lucky, 
whereas others are not that lucky?
What do other people do to make the progress
that others, for some reason, cannot?
How to benefit even from the most useless things?

Why are people underestimated in spite of their perseverence,
whereas others, as lazy...

Does the snow get cold,
Or is the air it's blanket?

What does the wind think,
When birds use it's highway, does it like it?

Why do the trees,
Let their leaves dance alone?

Does nature mind,
If a redwood has grown?

Does the snow get cold,
Or is the air it's blanket?

What does the wind think,
When birds use it's highway, does it like it?

Why do the trees,
Let their leaves dance alone?

Does nature mind,
If a redwood has grown?

Does the snow get cold,
Or is the air it's blanket?

What does the wind think,
When birds use it's highway, does it like it?

Why do the trees,
Let their leaves dance alone?

How do we know,
When a redwood has grown?

Why does my heart feel like a painting by Van Gogh?
Or why does your smile make me aglow?
And why do you always remind me of Romeo?
I don't know why, but I don't care that I don't know.

Do Soulmates Exist?
Are nights spent restlessly, while you swim amongst their thoughts?                                                                                     Do piles of gold weep as they look at you, for you are the most treasured                  ...

Why do we hide the unhappiness
and the pain and sorrow?
Why is there so much hate and blame in this world?
How does nothing we do make the slightest impression,
until things take a drastic turn?
...
(How did expectations get so heavy
and our souls  get drained of hope?)
 

(i)
Who embraces the angels?
Do mountains wish to touch the moon?
Did the sea mimic the sky
to conceal its true self?
Will rivers stop reflecting
when nothing's worth remembering?


(ii)
Does the water feel
the swimmer's heartbeat stop?
Who keeps the lighthouse company
as it stares across the shore?
Do the flowers fear
the ground when they fall?
Will the sunlight ever peirce
the depths of the ocean?

I.
why is blue
the best popsicle flavor?
what happens when
you forget to cross your fingers?
where did the monster
in the closet go?
how do you smile
without ever needing more?

Why is the colour Blue not called Yellow?

Why is the colour of love Red do you know?

Why was A made the first letter of the alphabet?

What is there beyond the universes’ net?!

(i)
Who embraces the angels?
Do mountains wish to touch the moon?
Did the sea mimic the sky
to conceal its true self?
Will rivers stop reflecting
when nothing's worth remembering?

(ii)
Does the water feel
the swimmer's heartbeat stop?
Who keeps the lighthouse company
as it stares across the shore?
Do the flowers fear
the ground when they fall?
Will the sunlight ever peirce
the depths of the ocean?

(i)
Who embraces the angels?
Do mountains wish to touch the moon?
Did the sea mimic the sky
to conceal its true self?
Will rivers stop reflecting
when nothing's worth remembering?

(ii)
Does the water feel
the swimmer's heartbeat stop?
Who keeps the lighthouse company
as it stares across the shore?
Do the flowers fear
the ground when they fall?
Will the clouds be the world's
coffin if it collapses?

What do you do when it all makes sense?
What questions will you have left to ask?
In my defense the world's pretense
Is simply too much to grasp.

What ground do we stand on, really?
Relying solely on statements alone.
On books of printed paper,
Which words were formed from flesh and bones.

And who are we to say aliens don't live and breathe?
We're land dwellers through and through.
No man or woman can say we're alone,
Unless...

Now what makes the dark thunderstorms
So utterly gloomy in this present day?
Who first braved the wild horse,
And placed a saddle on his mighty back?
How does Mother Nature call us
Back into her outstretched arms?
Why can't peace be spread not from nations, 
But from the hearts of the kindest souls?

Now what makes the dark thunderstorms
So utterly gloomy in this present day?
Who first braved the wild horse,
And placed a saddle on his mighty back?
How does Mother Nature call us
Back into her outstretched arms?
Why can't peace be spread not from nations, 
But from the hearts of the kindest souls?

When will justice settle over the land,
beautiful and right?
When will the blind man see his hand
instead of endless night?

When will tears be wiped away
and real glory seen?
When will sunlight replace the gray
and the barren earth grow green?

When will the powerful give
themselves to the precious weak?
When will the people who live 
in utter silence speak?

And when will we learn to trust
without seeds of unrest
that the timing absolutely must ...

What happened before your first memory,
where was your mind, your soul, your being?
Where does all the time go,
between your first and last breaths?
What happens past that,
on your way to the Pearly Gates?
Do you watch the world restore itself to its fallen glory,
or do you watch it fall into an even deeper abyss?

I've been on this earth for 14yrs and i still don't know.
Is life a journey or something we latch onto and call a rope.
Because we keep on climbing with our little bit of hope.
Not knowing where it will lead us, Yet.. that's the thing we call life.
But the suspense and all the hype that people making it out to be is not really what it seems.
Cause' people fake, I heard they "green".
I hope nobody...

I. If a woodchuck could chuck wood, what would it chuck wood for?
II. Why is Sally selling seashells by the seashore?
III. What will Peter Piper do with his peck of pickled peppers?
IV. Why is everyone screaming for ice cream?

I. If a woodchuck could chuck wood, what would it chuck wood for?
II. Why is Sally selling seashells by the seashore?
III. What will Peter Piper do with his peck of pickled peppers?
IV. Why is everyone screaming for ice cream?

I.
Is the grass jealous of how blue the sky is?
What do I want for dinner?
If this is a dream, when tomorrow comes will I remember what I have written?
Have I ever seen the same pigeon twice?

II.
Where are you, God?
Do the whites of the Oreos feel oppressed by their black casing?
Are we inherently good or evil?
Why is chocolate poisonous for dogs?

III.
Am I beautiful?
Is there anything more beautiful than self-destruction? ...

is it frigid cold, for the poor coal-black swan
as he plunges the milky surface?
is it today that mother dolphin
will swivel for the girl who will forever remember?
is it a week for plundering rain
to fill and spill this river?
is it the only river to find
the only stream of coal-black swans?