Welcome, Please Remove Your Shoes.

Man create the machine

And not vice-versa

Stuck on the web like a poor bug

Desperately waiting for my approval?

Cover your face

Read a       book

By a click of a button

I control faith?

Sucka please

I pity the fools

I m like the Pittsbury dough boy

Tired of getting poked

Cover your face

Read a        book

Don’t get me wrong

I am a weasel also

Notice the irony

Of my way of communication

But I choose to esc

Cover your face

Read a         book

My stomach is ill

My eyes are weary

My mind plays tricks on me

My love keeps me strong

All I have is a fool’s hope

All I have is your hand to hold

All I need

In deed

Born to shine

Kick me down

I will stand up

Again and again

Pain always persists

Love always resists

The true Conqueror

One life, One grasp

PS: Bob Marley is my Savior!

I seek for peace of mind

I seek for pure happiness

I seek for constant knowledge

I seek to reach total equilibrium, to generalize

Like a good engineer

As simple as that

....

Oh and apple pie

Imkyng 8)

They call you by different names

You pick up plenty of groupies

With that same pick-up line

Careful…. a groupie’s obsession can lead to chaos

I don’t mean to spit in your face

But I used to rely too much on you

You taught me the answer comes from within

I strive for full enlightenment, not your approval

For now, I will follow my path

With the people that I care

I’ll see you at the end

If you’re not too busy

Some say I m just looking up in the air

I rather be a fool with hope

Than to be an empty vase

Breaking into space, vanishing forever

To neglect, to love, to question

Will vary with ones perception

I’ll just be blind, with no absolute orientation

And walk happily in total oblivion

“Life's path is not about the destination
Its all about the journey”-Talib Kweli

Oui, je le sais

Toujours conscient

Que je m’expose

Comme un crustacé sans sa coquille

Qu’une vorace peut me briser

Et me dévorer en une bouchée

Mais est-il nécessaire de poursuivre?

Si nous restons cacher dans notre coquille ...

Friends are like microbes

Critical to our living

Even if we don’t always see them

Crawling under our skin

They remain part of us

Sum have a toll

Some are irritating

Sum are just lovely

Some come and go

All leave a mark

Until the end

That’s for sure

Souvent égaré

Il faut parfois recommencer à zero

Et changer de perspective

On se retrouve en colère

On         trouve ca inutile

On se           pause                                                  

des questions (erreur intentionellle)

Sans savoir ou aller

Sans   avoir l’impression de progresser

Sans     voir la ligne d’arrivée

Il faut garder bonne mine

Ce n’est qu’un jeu m’enfin

Il faut garder espoir

My little mermaid

Believe me, I am enchanted by your beauty

I find comfort in your voice

But I must pursue my voyage

When my soul is shattered into pieces

Against the waves of treachery

I find comfort in your voice

Rejoice, I will seek for my treasure

I may be a fool to leave you

I may never see you again

I find comfort in your voice

From the wind whispering

Once I finish this dreadful journey

I will throw away all my gold

And happily drowned myself

Hoping to hear your voice one last time

Tales of the Broken Ship (El Cliché)

You say I’m silly?

I agree! I comply

Hear me out

You must understand where I popped out

In brief, from everywhere…

My mind has no norms, my wings I spread

Like a pigeon flying

Randomly crapping

I want to promote diversity

Think outside the box, never live constantly

Proud to have no identity

And yet, humble to my family

Indeed, my soul has no restraint

Like Picasso, Great Mofo with paint

Similarly, amateur of the abstract

Unlike Picasso, whom women he attract!

(L.A.M.E.!)

I refuse to be a grand ostrich

Ignoring the world, head in the ditch

I choose to be a tiny pigeon flying

Flying around & Randomly crapping

Imkyng likes "caca pigeon"

L.A.M.E. -> Laughing At Myself Eh!

Born to be cool

At any cost

Born to live in a cubicle

And to pay the bills

Born to be ignorant

Absent-minded

Born to care?

Fuck No

My children are starving

My shoes are so cool

Mother Nature is choking

My car is so hot

I know I don't know

I am a hypocritical bastard

I find myself hopeless, with no absolute solution

I try to change, slowly but surely

Bear with me

 Please don’t die