Just a feeling,
a tapping in
on a vibration

Noisy,
silent to the ears
subconscious connection

Reaching thru a tear in Heaven
to shake me, AWAKE
divine intervention

EMPATHY

You are dear to me
Always there before I call
How lucky I am

when I turned the page
I was expecting a new beginning
but they say
history has a funny way
of repeating itself

There will come a day
When I look at where we once were
And feign a smile, caught in nostalgia, and
Think to myself of what we once were —
There will come a day
When I see you as no more than a poorly developed photograph
Imitating a life which has been long since abandoned.
There will come a day
When I discover truth.

There is nothing I don't know.
Expect you, perhaps.

The beauty of flowers doesn't depend on the farm owner's nature, but on the nature of the soil.

When did you last hear nature's buzz.

May be long ago.

Now we hear only human noise.

she laughed and cried,
she lived then died,
she walked and now flies,
an angel inside,
her soul made of light,
that the people destroyed,
she was once an angel,
but now a devil employed

call your favors,
ask for more,
beg and plead,
it's what you adore,
on your knees,
give a second chance,
you're no match for me,
i'm the queen of the land

oceans of pain,
our lives remain,
but an illusion,
of fire and rain.

our souls just a story,
our lives,
they get boring,
so we love each other,
then die in vain.