Fatal attraction
Oceans  turning red
The battle of the broken bottles that are as empty as your heart
An eye for an eye
A wish for the lost
A prayer for the found
The music for the hearing
And a torch for the few that wander in the darkness of the caves where the zombies  of the broken hearts  have accepted their fate - Heerings July 2015

Angels and devils

With the looks of an angel
She dares like a devil
With the smile of a woman
She acts like a girl
She drinks like a sailor
But stands straight like a queen
She wakes up in the morning and will still know precisely
All the things that she promised  and forgot once again - Heerings July 2015

Did you see her go
Miss understanding
Asking for right but yet left again
Her mind is so far
She worries about others
Forgetting herself
The girl you don't see
But miss understanding
Is really the one
Nobody notices
But she is the one
That sees through it all - Heerings March 2015

Speak your mind
Talk your talks
Whisper your whispers
Dream your dreams
Just be sure
You mind your business
Listen to your conscience for there are those
Whose tongue is sharper
Then their teeth they only show
The second that you turn your back - Heerings April 2015

Sailing the seas with endless horizons
Skies full of painted shapes
Clouds with rain soon to be emptied
On the oceans waiting to be struck by powerful lightning
Wind pushing waves to limitless heights
Nature stronger reminding us to better look for shelter
Are we not helpless little creatures when nature shows its ultimate strength
And we feel small but our mouths are big with loud loud voices even if it's just a call for help - Heerings April 2015

In the light of the moon
Her thoughts were revealing
The way she really looked at herself
She thought of the sun
And how it was warmer
She thought of her childhood
How happy she was
The tree gave her shelter
From all she was scared of
It was not much
But still made her feel sad
She thought of the morning
The sunset was ready
To give her a bright and wonderful day- Heerings May 2015

The painting of the neverending blur

Look at the painting of the unseen
The work of art of what never happened
We cover what is really there
Face the facts
Facts are the faces that disappear in the crowd
We all have our thoughts and tiny little secrets
You don't have to share they simply are yours
But colour your painting the way that you want it
Under the grey is the actual story of all you put away in the back of you mind
Just follow the brush that is paving your way