Mugs
Description: A man at work His aim is change Searching for a light To soothe all his pain He began to search For all limits he had imposed On his expression of self Now some hope arose He found a rope A feeling of hope Guiding him deeper Playing the role of the seeker He started tasting change His world rearranged And in one sacred moment He knew what was important Letting go of the story That he would ever have to worry
Description: Just look straight into their eyes If there is no spark in the look You know what decisions they took Just like an open book The fish fit for a hook The forbidden fruit You can see it in their eyes Hiding somewhere behind layers of lies. Getting into the game with gossip, needs and despair It’s like they’re buying stocks that you can never sell. Like Ringing a door that has no bell Like buying a perfume that has no smell