Torn shades
Yellow, yellow.
Face thy wind,
tis never mellow.
Hold it tight
away and sore.
It runs far
the pain is more.
Candy sweets
and sticks to play.
Just close them up
I'll go away.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Emptied
Heart filled
love and joy.
six months afore
such withering starts
painfully and slowly.
you suffer and cry
the last drop is gone
and left with nothing.
no hope say the spring.
no broken hearts.
no abrupt ends.
fed at it and fed at it
till you had nothing left
as you all but prance.
emptied.
it hurts
and its hurting
and it will never stop hurting.
because now he prances,
prances, prances.
will a heart filled
and memories forgotten.
love and joy.
six months afore
such withering starts
painfully and slowly.
you suffer and cry
the last drop is gone
and left with nothing.
no hope say the spring.
no broken hearts.
no abrupt ends.
fed at it and fed at it
till you had nothing left
as you all but prance.
emptied.
it hurts
and its hurting
and it will never stop hurting.
because now he prances,
prances, prances.
will a heart filled
and memories forgotten.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Senses Aware
A crunching echo
underneath me beware.
Silent whispered wind
licked my ear
ever near, ever near.
Catch the silence
in palms so clear
or every wounded
human being, me.
Must you be there?
I hated you that day,
through victory's love.
Someone stated,
ever firmly
There is more to love.
underneath me beware.
Silent whispered wind
licked my ear
ever near, ever near.
Catch the silence
in palms so clear
or every wounded
human being, me.
Must you be there?
I hated you that day,
through victory's love.
Someone stated,
ever firmly
There is more to love.
Too Late
Sincere apology
from my open wound.
You ceased to realize
the need for you.
I needed you.
Quivering lip.
Torn apart lung.
As it slips away,
you let me
you did not chase me.
Opened eyes
and realized soul.
Too late, far too late.
She is already gone,
I already left.
from my open wound.
You ceased to realize
the need for you.
I needed you.
Quivering lip.
Torn apart lung.
As it slips away,
you let me
you did not chase me.
Opened eyes
and realized soul.
Too late, far too late.
She is already gone,
I already left.
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