Season of Change

For yourself
For the better
For the sunshine
Depressed body
Tired eyes
And get rid of those
Gloomy rhymes
Change for the
Ones who live within you
Look around
To watch a new season of lifes
To see what you don’t see
But don’t take it too far
Life is soul that is out
And a soul within to live
For the eyes that see
to something new to see


“Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.

Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me.”
Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen

Picture by Suhail Ahmad