Sunday, March 2, 2014
 
give to me silence
 yet give to me solitude
what you can never give me
is a simple truth
what you can give to me
is a simple lie
sing a lullaby for a shadowy girl
sing a lullaby for an autumn breeze
a menacing quietness fills
an empty shadow
a fiddler of a tune of sweet melancholy
it's the need of the line
yet it begins with you
it begins with two
it begins with an autumn breeze
give me silence
  yet give to me solitude
and play to me a
sad piano tune so dim
from a homeless violin
silence is the sweetness of melancholy
give to me silence
yet give to me solitude
I'm wrestling with my shadow
what you can never give to me
is a simple truth
what you can give to me
is a simple lie

He first remembered her sitting there
She was very nervous
And very shy as he
Yet, all he ever wanted her
To do was
To trust in him
She was pleasing to the
Senses of his mind
She was an odd cold in June
As a whisper of peace
From an age of silence
She was beautiful poetry unread
A romantic period lost in time
Her beauty was a sweet
Tyranny to his tranquility
Yet, He loved her
He wanted to be her friend
And thereof was
The best days of his mirage
An Oasis lost in an imagination
She was an odd cold in June
From the edge of an once was
Into the centre of a drozen tear drop
Reflections cloud colors clear
While visionary landscapes were so dear

Nevertheless.

May 14, 2014 at 8:32pm

The shadows Know...

Nevertheless,the shadows know

Yet the shadows now linger

I could lose it all...

Don't expect me to smile

Because it may never be seen

It could be wasted in shadows

Yet, I could lose it all

I was once a whisper of wind

The fragrance of withered

Burnt roses of darkness white

I could lose it all

Yet the shadows know

At this present time

I had not yet come

From a preceding time

Nevertheless,the shadow was cool

Yet, the enigma could never be understood

Nevertheless,in spite of...

I wanted to and yet I haven't the courage to

She was strange yet kind

I once marveled at this curious melancholy of dreams

Nevertheless,and inscrutable it's beauty once were

With pretty cares so slightly to misunderstand

She was strange yet kind

I could lose it all

Nevertheless,only the shadows know

There was nothing of this world that I ever wanted

There was nothing of this world that I ever wanted more

There was nothing of this world that I ever wanted less

Don't expect me to smile,because it will be lost of shadows

I see the world through melancholy eyes

She was strange yet kind

Nevertheless,only the shadows know

It's Red Eyes

June 2, 2014 at 6:04pm

I enter into it...

While it enters into me

We enter into it...

While it enters into us all

So free

So beautiful

So full of images

So full of meaningful thoughts

A nice walking trance

And without averting my eyes

I was lost in translation

I was lost in echos of time

I was lost in the shadowy of trees

I was lost in song poems

I was lost in reminisce thereof

Yet,I was awakened by a stare

Of a Possum with red eerie eyes

Yet,I am here

The night waits for no-one

The answer was mirrored in it's eerie red gaze

Yet, a whisper of breeze seemed to say...

''Can you see the stars that I trace with my fingertips?''

From a nostalgic state of mind

All my senses remain

from a persistent gaze

Of whom can change

The history of nostalgia?

Rain puddles

September 14, 2014 at 4:32pm

I once stood after a heavy rain

The ground was full of dim puddles

They mirrored everything around me

A puddles reflection is always backwards

Yet distorted compared to the reality around

Sometimes daydreams are the distorted

Reflection in a puddle of rainwater

For another day soon will come

I have shut my eyes

Just within a blinded sight

For another day soon will come

Where dreams are left behind

For another day soon will come

I was just waiting to fade away

But when did I ever close my eyes?

For another day soon will come

I've lost,and I have won

Within shifting sands of time

This moment isn't here

It isn't real...

Yet the questions never ends

Come back again...

For another day soon will near

And the shadows will return

Out of the sands of time

A candle flickering

October 6, 2014 at 11:16pm

A candle is flickering,and gasping for it's last light

A diary sits in dust,and emotions hid in shadows

My arms are never open wide

One arm is always crossed

My curtains are always closed

Yet emotions hid in shadows

A candle is always flickering,and gasping for it's last light

The streets are empty and dark

I'm closing my eyes to drift back into you

I long to see the moonlight in your hair

Your a careless whisper

A meaningful nervous beauty

Those with broken hearts are

always looking for something

They can never find in this world

Broken Hearts are always lost in time

My arms are never open

One arm is always crossed

I once loved her then

Who will love her now?

The curtains are always closed

A diary sits in dust

And emotions hid in shadows

A candle is flickering,and gasping for it's last death

I once longed to see the moonlight in her hair

She was a silent nervous beauty

Oh precious moments...

They never seem real

It's so hard to keep

My eyes awake in shadows

When I live within dreams

Why is it so hard to feel reality?

A Statue of Ashes

December 27, 2014 at 9:24pm

I was once lost in a moment of time

She was right behind me

I've tired to tell them

Sometimes...

It's always the same

There were once whispers

Behind my shadow

And it's always the same

She was right behind me

I couldn't tell them

Sometimes...

There are whispers

Behind my shadows

She wanted this world

And it's riches of illusions

The kingdom of Sodoma

The kingdom of flesh

It's always the same

She was right behind me

I've tired to tell them

But it's all the same

Of whispers behind my shadow

Sometimes...

It's always the same

Sometimes...

There are whispers

Behined my shadows

Ashes remain without her

Ashes remain unseen of your beauty

So clear as fallen leaves

As crumbled ruins unknown

Past present and future

Ashes remain without beauty

There was once Ashes behind me

There was once ashes behind my hands

My hands had once held the ashes of her shadows

Past present and future

There were once whispers behind my hands

She became a statue of ashes

Yet It's always the same

Her shadow was once behind me

Yet she became ashes as white as snow

She was once behind me

And it's always the same

For all my broken promises

Have become unto ashes

lost in halls of broken mirrors

One is free to leave it's cage

One can leave this shadow

Yet, It's all that she can't leave behind

Of her crumbled stateus of ashes

I have not looked back

Yet, I can feel her ashes on my hands

What have you done?

What have you become?

She was once so dear to me

Before she became a statue of ashes behind me