Sin - Hello Poetry

Sin Jan 2016

Pain

The ticking of the clock, the tears stain her cheeks, and memories fade away

And now

She reaches into the dark, searching for the heart
That made her feel whole again

But

With exploration still raw, love fell to the floor and love spills out again

So you think that nightime will heal
And so you think that love ain't the deal
But inside you still feel
His love

And time just goes and time really knows
That the end of the line
Is just the beginning of hurt

So you think nightime will heal
And so you think that love ain't the deal
But inside you still feel
His love

I really like how Roger Waters sings, and that's how I'm trying to portray these words.

Jan 2016

Francie Lynch

Honey, I'm Drunk

Honey I'm drunk,
Don't come by,
But if you do
Bring Canadian Rye;
I've two feet planted
Six feet high,
And I ain't right ready
To lay down to die.
But the sun is sinking,
And my body's stinking,
Honey will you come,
Please bring that Rye.

Honey, I drink,
We both know why,
Let's not pretend,
Let's not lie.

Honey I'm dry,
I'm gonna die,
I've six feet planted
Two feet high.
I ain't quite steady,
I could use a high.
The sun's in the east,
My demon's a beast,
So Honey drop by,
Please bring that Rye.

Add some chords. Needs a bridge.

#drunk #alcohol #drinking #sobriety #canadianwhiskey

Jan 2016

MS Lim

Diary (9)

Take a genuine interest in people but don't get upset if you are snubbed by some---you can't expect everyone to be responsive , considerate or generous in spirit--the world is far from perfect.

Sin Jan 2016

Famous

If I was famous a true superstar
I'd spend all my wealth on hot chicks and cars
I'd rub the nose of poor old Joe
In my crap of caviar
So he would know

I'd mock the poor yeah Mr ******* I'd be
Pay the police to come protect me
Get away with ****** drinking and drugs
And spit on the average poor little mug

But I'm not famous I'm just a man
Who gets up at midnight to work and plan
Save for my pension and provide a good home
**** I'm lucky to be my own
So you can keep famous wrapped in a box
Coz at least I ain't false
Or continue to flop
In the ratings that seem to drive misery
Yeah hand on heart I'm glad I'm ME

Wouldn't mind the money though lol

Sin Jan 2016

Shock

She came back into my life
Under a sleek disguise
Of a picture that stole my sight
Blind as can be
I fell tenderly
And opened the door once again

Her eye's they did beg
And lost
Was my soul
To the beauty that I had spied
Forgotten the words
Of pain that interred
Itself into my poor crying heart

And now I can see
How missed was she
And words couldn't say it all
One day at a time
She said it's fine
To rebuild the thing we had

Days and nights we would spend
Saying words and pretend
That no other did matter
Then came the storm
And all was gone
Until the picture appeared

And so it's alright
To make it a fight
To never retead the same path again