I’m a block of ice
That you pulverize
With your pick and sledgehammer
I’m a block of ice
That you pulverize
With your pick and sledgehammer
Walking to the edge
Overcome with emotion
She sat down and cried
Smoking my corn pipe
Sitting on the river bank
A fantastic life
Numerous do try
It’s about longevity
Have the discipline
The cauldron burns red
Hatred will devour soul
Torment on deathbed
Walking down alley
The man looks up to the moon
Screaming
We are fools
Without loyalty
No relationship
Will be able to endure
The executive
Was always top of his game
Then he lost his mind
The human vultures
Violently feast on carcass
While drinking fine wine
Do not be afraid
A man does not play small games
Mirror hides nothing
It’s nice getting old
Let youth chase after riches
I’m playing my flute
The elevator
Opens and closes its doors
Like the flow of life
Walking in Garden
The Hermit enjoys the scent
of Angel Trumpets
Laying on the dunes
Looking up at the full moon
I begin to cry
Engulfed by his books
The Hermit scribbles his poems
Before it’s too late
Have you ever hurt
so much that you cannot breathe?
Why do we have hearts?
Winners have thick skin
Do not care what people think
March forward like horse
STOP take a moment
Analyze situation
Will save you mistakes
Small business people
Survive with innovation
That is all we have
Early morning haze
Skipping stones across the lake
Time to meditate
You’re the hit parade
No one knows it’s a charade
Our little secret
Laying in hammock
Between two coconut trees
My mind is at ease
Morning call to prayer
Centuries of tradition
Islam carries on
Tick tock clicking clock
Age creeps up on all of us
Do not miss the bus
Daisen Temple
Slowly raking rock garden
The years fly on by
Amazon Brazil
Nativos Brazileiros
Swept from their homeland
Wind swept salty beach
The boy and father bond while
casting lines in sea
Hoisting main sail
Leaving harbor for unknown
I light my cigar
Berlin Germany
The dominatrix
Freed him from reality
I’m a Gemini
Savoring all life’s pleasures
Until day I die
Please do not be hurt
Your work is better than mine
I just played the game
Crossing the border
Seeking American dream
She found bitterness
Being impartial
Is a luxury only
a few can afford
Ho Chi Minh City
Tight Jeans on a motorbike
How could he resist
His world had changed
There was nothing to offer
He just walked away
Sex is explosive
Then they discuss politics
Handcuffs always win
When doing battle
Block out all potential loss
Then mind will be clear
Barcelona Spain
The lady ripped my heart out
Then fed it to me
He once had it all
His life was so easy
Then
Everything was gone