My Daydreaming Words

ImaginationI walk up to a mountain,My hair is long below my back,And I wear clothes of Peace,With a beanie of Wealth,And I see people before me,And they look at me, grateful,Then an angel appears,All is miraculous. © Ismael Mansoor

Who do you think you are?

My head is saying this to me,“I sing a song in front of you,Because you like to feel the music –The music’s dancing in the head.” Nothing can change the fact,That you’re you forever –Nobody can be you,Nor can you be someone. ¬©Ismael Mansoor