Clothe beautiful thoughts in poetry

Pluck a thorn and plant a rose

All time all things tolerate

All time all things accept debate (keep an open mind)

I am a dreamer who insists to wake up dreaming.. that is… bringing back with me to that waked up reality…

Dreams are always true, no need to make them so, all you need is to keep em everywhere with you, cause that’s who you are true

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Fatum nay, I aye for me

Oh ta ta ta, oh na na na

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Then all the tools shall come

For me rules bend, all ways unshuned

Not just willing not just wishing

But ready to receive, achieve, fully believe!

Inspired by faith, courage and belief

A state of mind, not mere hope or wish, but pure belief

All efforts are equal , demand highs or accept lows

But lows are just a place from where rocket goes

From where stem leave roots and grows

From where start starts then knows

Like old Jessie B. Rittenhouse said

Words that should never leave ones head

‘I worked for a menial’s hire, only to learn, dismayed,

That any wage I had asked of life, life would have willingly paid’

From wyrd to fatum rose the debate

Be born free or lame on fate

Live on earth or in someone’s gate

Create your luck or look for leftovers ate

It’s all bout mind and its power

It’s all bout mind and its state

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Fatum nay, I aye for me

Oh ta ta ta, oh na na na

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

What matters not is what fate doth bestow

But how thy spirit bears the ebb and flow

For this our fate is not the fate we know

Forsooth, no fate, but a mere hollow show

There is no fate but that our minds contrive

A flimsy stage where idle spirits strive

But tangled wyrd to aye or nay doth flow,

Yea, ‘tis my life, nay, ‘tis not thy stage show

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Fatum nay, I aye for me

Oh ta ta ta, oh na na na

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee

Oh ta ta ta, oh ta ta tee