Time will tell
If life is real
Make it true
When it is due
No man's land
In your command
Tried and tested
This is not contested.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Friday, September 1, 2006
Poker Face
All time serious
Is that your face?
No smile escapes your lips
When someone says hello, you glide your eyes away
Do you know?
In time you’ll get old and gray
Don’t run after the wrinkles
Old age catches you quickly
Get warm and be true
Warm your inside chill and spill the ice
Soft hearts are better
Than a cold stare turned to stone
Is that your face?
No smile escapes your lips
When someone says hello, you glide your eyes away
Do you know?
In time you’ll get old and gray
Don’t run after the wrinkles
Old age catches you quickly
Get warm and be true
Warm your inside chill and spill the ice
Soft hearts are better
Than a cold stare turned to stone
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Hasty Love
Ah, love...hard to control
Take mine so as not to hurt
Cut the budding feelings
Burn to ashes
Bitter taste on my mouth
Dry the tears inside
Toss it away in the sea
To sail beyond
Dark of the night
Stops the wondering
New day will start
Ah, just the memory remains…
Take mine so as not to hurt
Cut the budding feelings
Burn to ashes
Bitter taste on my mouth
Dry the tears inside
Toss it away in the sea
To sail beyond
Dark of the night
Stops the wondering
New day will start
Ah, just the memory remains…
Wednesday, August 9, 2006
Mind's Flounderings
Hear the rythm of my mind
A train of thoughts uncut
Flickering images flashing
Going round and round.
Tiring as it seems
Thinking is to unwind
Physical exertions not enough
Rest this soul of mine.
Seaching for answers
My eyes is an enemy
A solid rock boundary
That shuts vivid imagination
What am I thinking of?
Tis not love, not life either
The matter of fact is...
The answer to my wondering spirit.
A train of thoughts uncut
Flickering images flashing
Going round and round.
Tiring as it seems
Thinking is to unwind
Physical exertions not enough
Rest this soul of mine.
Seaching for answers
My eyes is an enemy
A solid rock boundary
That shuts vivid imagination
What am I thinking of?
Tis not love, not life either
The matter of fact is...
The answer to my wondering spirit.
Sunday, August 6, 2006
Ambiguity of Life
Life is not what it seems
Just a reflection in the lake
Murky depth beckons
Churning the calm surface
Can you see?
With a splatter if rain
The mud shift sideways
Gleaning the swirling kaleidoscope
What is the color of life?
Is it black or white?
The grainy picture painted
It mocks reality.
Just a reflection in the lake
Murky depth beckons
Churning the calm surface
Can you see?
With a splatter if rain
The mud shift sideways
Gleaning the swirling kaleidoscope
What is the color of life?
Is it black or white?
The grainy picture painted
It mocks reality.
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