A love without life, A Dead min with no wife, A world without a spin, Not a single soul within, Despair the loss of all it had, Being lifeless only seems more bad, No love without life, Though no days without strife, Breath in the air, Love doesn't only take a pair, LOVE TAKES LIFE
I thought of the idea I couldn't weep I thought of the idea i couldn't sleep Late night movies watching creep Never been a champ at my crib Loved her and treated her like my rib Into the throne like a queen Old songs i sang to my sleep Tormented enough not for my dream Thousand opportunities i saw them slip Into the night the rain falls still Thunders strikes hard Turn up my eyes to the dark gay sky and I strain still Did my exams at the main Hard day for love I felt the lain Never greed But felt the slain Never promised to love again Last time caused my manners had my feeds This ain't the old you knew But a replica of whats new..
late night talks Its a rainny night and thoughts flood like roads from the heavy rain that fell heavy.... All about love and being love back...
Your soul is the moon after dawn A vapour who sings of love as well as pain A delicate blossom that twirls with zephyrs Fragrant and enriched by the snow's kiss The geese have fled from iced lakes long preserved with whispers of old In the shade of bamboo, my flute is heard, carried to you by the frost-kissed air Your soul, a vapour, the moon after dawn Hear my hymn of peace, till winters turn to fawn
My head's still in the clouds! ^-^ I'm trying SO HARD not to freak out about my media course interview... Lyn ***
I was making my way down The highway, Cornfields on both sides of me. The moon shined even though It was still day time. The sky was a light lavender shade That oozed into a faded blue Twilight, you could say. I caught a glimpse of a doe And her baby Walking through the endless field. My mind wandered. Where did they come from? Perhaps they came from Deep in the woods, Where the birds sang And the creek bubbles, The sun seeps through the trees. Perhaps all the animals got along, Or maybe, They came from an open field, Maybe they had a family, A buck, a herd, Possibly even a few more fawns. Maybe something drove them from there. Maybe a gun, Maybe a predator, Maybe weather. My mind wandered more, Where were they going? Were they looking for somewhere safe? Or were they only trying to survive? I wished I could see more of their journey. I wanted to root them on. Keep living! Keep fighting! Where ever you're off to, keep going! Then the moment passed, They were long out of my sight. I hope they are still alright. I hope they were alright.