In The Middle Of Nowhere

In the middle of nowhere

Our thoughts are lame as we drink our future in wine
Whiles we walk on our dreams blindfolded,
Straight down the gutters like swine
And leaving our fats of worries unsolved,
Whiles we cursed the gods on our unfading troubles,
And the words of accusations we laid through libation,
Come let us pray till our griefs are read,
And the little answer we awaits on our story,
As our labor fruits waves bye to our baskets.

Hey it a new year eve,
And our dreams are unfolding
For all pictures painted in our thoughts drawn into reality,
Hey there the future lies in our hands,
Till we dig out the cassavas of joy
And harvest great smiles of our toils,
The gods promises were due but this is from the supreme,
The drumming sounds from various corners
Lightening our smiles on native faces,
In the middle of nowhere

@jcsonjenuis

Pretty Old Smiles

Pretty Old Smiles
There is a time when loneliness meets you
And share with your thought all the past
And the little pretty smiles you had
From the beauties of friends you admire,
Gone but not lost we kept holding on to
Treasures we don't believe they are lost,
For even if sold, we cant dream of new but all is to regain,
A pretty old smile which has been gone for a while,
If not sorrow, it is a smile,
But we choose smiles to overcome a bile on our lips,
changing our smiles from unwholesome worries
Whiles the rain wash away tears and fears
As we reminisce the little fun we shared,
Come, let hold hands and welcome the pretty smiles we shared,
Like the little morning sunflower,
Oh pretty old smiles.

Jcsonjenuis