If lies I loved I would give you one,
One is less I would give you two.
I would like to give and be gone
And make everything normal too.
I think I will just have to say nought
Like I never talked the same;
Walk away without getting what was sought
Leave and never play the game.
Hope you take the truth and see
Through my eyes and believe,
How it was meant to be
And let it not deceive.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Sunday, October 20, 2013
The compass of my Heart
You are the compass of my heart
That points to that happy world,
Where my soul learns to breathe
The air of pure love.
You are the compass of my heart
That points to that silent river of hope,
Where my pain silently floats away
Leaving behind the better things.
You are the compass of my heart
That points to that lofty mountain,
Where my faith lies
Always higher and above all.
That points to that happy world,
Where my soul learns to breathe
The air of pure love.
You are the compass of my heart
That points to that silent river of hope,
Where my pain silently floats away
Leaving behind the better things.
You are the compass of my heart
That points to that lofty mountain,
Where my faith lies
Always higher and above all.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Love's Impatience
The hour and the minute hands
Coincided to end my working day
It's already dark, I am far away
From her, heart full of impatience
A puff from a cigarette doesn't help
To soothe the feelings that wrap me,
Of distant pining and of passions free;
Murmurs in my ears, of my other self.
With hasty steps I reach the station
But the steps are lined with two queues long
Each step, slow. Pushed back strong,
Made me look for another option.
Pushed through the crowd
With all my might, to get into the train.
Time put too much strain
Proved its strength, out loud.
Distance is a magnet
That pushes the ones apart,
To the closeness of heart;
Where love had once met.
There she was in front of me;
With eyes that can heal one
Make all tired feelings gone.
And in her world I let myself free.
Coincided to end my working day
It's already dark, I am far away
From her, heart full of impatience
A puff from a cigarette doesn't help
To soothe the feelings that wrap me,
Of distant pining and of passions free;
Murmurs in my ears, of my other self.
With hasty steps I reach the station
But the steps are lined with two queues long
Each step, slow. Pushed back strong,
Made me look for another option.
Pushed through the crowd
With all my might, to get into the train.
Time put too much strain
Proved its strength, out loud.
Distance is a magnet
That pushes the ones apart,
To the closeness of heart;
Where love had once met.
There she was in front of me;
With eyes that can heal one
Make all tired feelings gone.
And in her world I let myself free.
Friday, October 11, 2013
The Child
Peals of laughter, a smile full of innocence,
Small hands and a soft feathery touch.
Incomprehensible but an anapestic gurgle
Of words, that morphs doldrums' clutch
To a sweet embrace of involuntary exuberance.
Small hands and a soft feathery touch.
Incomprehensible but an anapestic gurgle
Of words, that morphs doldrums' clutch
To a sweet embrace of involuntary exuberance.
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