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Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Starry,starry night
Snow reflects
Blue,white light
Starry,starry night
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Come o weary souls
To the house at the end of the road
Where many a man
Had met his end

Some had come
Looking for truths
Some had found
The hanging noose

Last steps taken
Through the trees
Lonely whispers
From the leaves

Answers given
Those that seek
Will you laugh
Will you weep.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Starting to get tipsy
A bakers dozen down
The pain,I still can feel it
"Another drink please now"

Pain is now subsiding
Numbness in my brain
I wish I could melt where I stand
And go straight down the drain

No pain, no thoughts, no anything
No yearning to go on
I feel the tug of sleep now
I'm going to lie down

And dream of pleasant mornings
With the hope of coming dawn
I' ll do it again tomorrow
Until I can't go on
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
A caged tiger am I
My running days through
My eyes are now lifeless
My soul has died too

The fight gone from my spirit
I slumber through life
I peer through the bars
When I wake in the night

The time has come
Should I lie down and die?
Or should I keep surviving
As the days pass me by

Of one thing I am certain
One thing I know is true
One day these bars on my cage will rust
And I will slip right through.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Rising from the gates of Hell
The ancient angel Gabriel
He who first locked up the beast
To give the world its time of peace

Now the angel once again
Had the keys in his hands
To loose the beast upon the world
His time has come, his flag unfurled

A thousand years has been given he
By the one who made the keys
But when his reign is finally through
Back through the gates of Hell to his doom

He cannot win and this he knows
His aim to take as many souls
With him when he goes back to Hell
The most beautiful angel, before he fell.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Saturday morning
and my love has gone
From my bed she left
with the approach of dawn

The sunrise bittersweet

beauty for the eyes
lonely for my heart
Will my love come back
I knew not from the start

Only time will tell.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
The girl from Mumbai
had beautiful eyes
they could peer into your soul
as through a window

Different lives
worlds apart
the girl from Mumbai
had stolen his heart

Not meant to be
never to meet
the girl with those eyes,
from Mumbai and he.
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