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the voices was permanently silenced
no more could its language be heard
to other locales the voice now travels
spreading a wonderful panoply of words
most happy are they who hear the voice
for it is so hospitably well received
 Nov 2013 Psylocke
Eccedentesiast
Bells, mistletoe and Christmas trees
How I love the Christmas season!
Lights, feasts and the cold breeze.
Those are just some of the reasons.

Santa Clause, reindeers and Christmas elves,
The icons of an imaginative Christmas
We should be happy for everyone, not only ourselves.
Caring and loving is a must.

Christmas is not about the gifts
It's not about the big feasts.
It is about sharing
And giving

Christmas is a holy night.
It's the birth of Jesus Christ.
Enjoy the bliss to your heart's delight!
The spirit in our heart shines bright.
 Nov 2013 Psylocke
Mahesh Hegde
I was walking trying not to slip and roll,
My thoughts speeding widout control,
And I was crawling across your memories.
But then the mountain came along,
Which hid my most longing dawn,
And on your smile were subsiding all my worries.

Places I had been and the places I want to go,
It was always you who was meant to be in my burrow,
I was striking with pride against the thunders.
And then there came a cyclone,
While the lightenings blended shone,
Wid you I can make many wonders.

But as the banks seperated from the river,
Soul catched the cold with the heat of fever,
Misunderstandings were meant to always shading.
Clouds gathered for sorting out the querries,
Here was I, collecting moments in raindrops and the raindrops in memories,
Maybe the scarred smile is silently fading.

But as nothings ever gone for always,
Hopeless Hopes tend to turn backways,
But theres a light always spreading wide seeking a trade.
Frozen leaves smile as the sun shines in the sky,
My lips call you back as my hands wave you goodbye,
Its wading, for what my heart has craved..
 Nov 2013 Psylocke
Timothy Kenda
I still remember how the distance tricked us,
and lead us helpless by the wrist into a pit to be devoured.
I still remember how we held so strong to this,
though we had never really settled on a way out.
I still remember the silence, and how we'd always find a way
to turn and run to our mistakes.
I still remember how it all came back together just to fall apart again.
My dear, I hear your voice in mine.
I've been alone here, I've been afraid, my dear.
I've been at home here. You've been away for years. I've been alone.
I breathed your name into the air; I etched your name into me.
I felt my anger swelling; I swam into its sea.
I held your name inside my heart, but it got buried in my fear.
It tore the wiring of my brain; I did my best to keep it clear.
So, dear, no matter how we part, I hold you sweetly in my head.
And if I do not miss a part of you, a part of me is dead.
If I can't love you as a lover, I will love you as a friend.
And I will lay a bed before you; keep you safe until the end.
I thought yesterday
and would be thinking today.
i would be dead if i wouldnt think tomorrow.
Thoughts exists.
It has roots that no body sees.
It is voicelss but it cries.
It is toothless but it bites.

Worries runs like River through veins.
A safe passage is all but unknown.
Dearly wanting to be un-lost;
but then the words unspoken
would lead me.

I lay on my back
and blankly stare.
Slumber is approaching
but i must remain awake.
My heart yearns for relief.
My eyes remains open for the truth un-seen.

I ask Faith to hold my hand
and Courage to wipe my tears
because it takes no small amounts of Pain
to make it through the Rain.
This is for those whose heart bear a great burden.

You will make it through
at the end
 Nov 2013 Psylocke
hlof
The Dreamers
 Nov 2013 Psylocke
hlof
We left this world with a kiss goodbye
We jumped into another state of being
We discovered a world of fairy dust
And we gave our hearts the right to fly

In the morning we found life
At noon we found friendship
During evening we found safety
But at night we found it all
We found trust
We found Adventure
We found castles and kingdoms
We found our royal crowns perched upon our heads
And above all
We found the voice that tied our hearts together

We are the dreamers
And our dreams are the only reality we know
the greek girl trys to speak
but they wont give her a chance
she cant get close enough
and she realizes
there are moments when
the glue gets unstuck
and things are just strange
when the static on the line
makes more sense than the conversation
when the face in the mirror
has more to reveal than the simple
mechanics of self
they tell her to look deep into the eyes
you see your true self
she asks differ this for me
from frozen in the headlights
you grasp whatever straw is leverage
against the madness around you
and if you gotta rock the boat
make sure you got a life persevere on
the greek girl rows her boat
across the lake through the mist
and found herself another shore and
another shoulder to lean on
cause she didnt want to give up or give in just yet
and shes too pretty to be begging change
from the likes of me
she lightfoots it out the backdoor
and heads for the nearest highway
says there wasn't enough romance in my last words
so shes gonna jump ship
and go find another place to sink into despair
she loves to be in love
and needs to wear it all the time
like a remnant of her yesteryear round her wrist
so all the other girls can hover and be jealous
i stand there looking at her saying all this
and i admire her and her big hat
gotta admit don't know where i'm headed either
but i'm trying to make sense of the
things written on the roundhouse wall
cause there isn't any truth greater
than the truth of innocence
its got nothing to prove
and it holds no grudges
and the truth is that i love her
so i grab her hand
and together we ran away from
the desperation of the ignorant
and the cruelty of the small hearted
the stars may fall
but if you catch em in your delicate hands
i can paste em in the scrapbook
and we can have them forever
to remember these days
paste em on the walls so
we can smile at them while making love
and that's enough for me
why aint it enough for you
she smiles and makes a house out of lace doilies
its gonna be our home sweet dream
but the gambler and the rose faced mother-in-law
fall all over themselves to stop us from leaving
cause they need someone to blame
too proud to admit they lost their humanity long ago
they will fade into shells of shadows
and get lost in a strong western breeze
a voice says to me that there's no time to loose
and i break open the day
and stare in stark wonder at all the lives
i could have lived had i not come this way
or followed this road on the way to see her
new clothes and her new dog
with its sparkling new leash
captured him to keep her company
its a tragic story to be sure and it shows in his face
its written in big easy to read letters on the side
of our now empty home
she left with her dog and a snake salesman
leaving me here side of the strange road with a naked dready honey
and a pocket full of apologies
but they aren't worth the paper they were never written on
the air they breath in my pocket is slowly leaving them
no choice but to escape back to the mouth that spoke them
and the uncomfortable lips that spawned them
the dready honey takes me by the hand
kisses away the shadows on my heart
and builds a house out of tye-dye scraps and lace doilies
now i sit in the warm breeze with sand 'tween my toes
and relish the daylight
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