Now I understand
why a baby sleeps faster
inside a hug
because the lullabies
with the softest sound
and such gentle comfort
is one's heartbeat
playing close to our ears

many a type of silence
will be encountered in life
some lingering unwanted
some sorely bygone and lamented

pleasant silences in happiness
silence that hums when enjoyment comes
excited silences before a crowd goes wild
smiling silences when a baby is born

then the unpleasant, miserable and down-trodden
black doom that throws gloom
rumbling and groaning drown
the sea of despairing frowns

have you heard the silence
whispering in your ear
feeding in the dark
feeding on your fear

it can hear your thoughts
the nagging worry
grief and sorrow brew
silence a black hole it grew

hiding in your blanket
your little safety net
praying it will go
but that was ages ago

Night
(which curls like smoky velvet
And stains the world like spilled ink, the colour of lost thoughts)
...
Descends
(like a torrent of rain, cloaking the golden world in whispers and dark corners)
...
Softly,
(More tender than a mother, it difts like floating silken feathers and starry dreams)
...
Covering
(So completely as mummies wrapped in promises, clinging lustily to skin like wet cloth)
...
The world
(Our world, blazing with light)
...

In silence

Your head is so hard,
It could break me to pieces,
But your touch is so soft
That my heartbeat, it ceases
For a short amount of time
Until you break me once more;
Your heart wants to love me,
But you're mind closes its door.

Sweet songs from long ago
Carried gently through the wind
Translated threw the rustling leaves
To the mothers
   To the daughters
        To sisters
                Brothers
                         Friends
Heaven it must be
To be soothed and cooled
By the sweet winter breeze

Her hair is like the sun,
Lighting up the day.
Mine is like the midnight sky,
To which lost souls gaze in utter dismay.
Her eyes of gentle, calming blue,
And mine of piercing gold,
My simple, sad, repeating story
Is just now being told.
Every time, I understand.
I expect this dull feeling-
I don't stand a chance.
The girl with the fleeting
Look in her eyes,
With raven black hair,
And a deadly fire in her smile.
She's never the one,
The one to catch his eye.
And though it pained her deeply,
She learned, on her own, how to fly.

Must have been good when you have hands to pull you from your sea of sadness
Must have been good when you could lay your head on bony shoulders to cry
Must have been good when someone hugs you tight and tells you that it's okay to cry
Must have been good when someone waits for you to tie your shoelace even when you're both late to class

But, it must have been devastating when you're lost and lost in your own tears
It must have been devastating when you're secretly drowning in your tangling depression while you lie through your expression
It must have been devastating when a bitter word could change the colours of your soul from the happy magenta to the crying blue
It must have been devastating when you're pretending to sleep with the sad words dancing to the the soft music of your own mind.

The sun is so fiery, the Sun is so wild !!
Look at the Moon , it is so deary and mild !!

The Sun burns itself to spread warmth and embrace,
The Moon sparkles with borrowed light to softly caress !!

The Sun gives light and the Sun gives life,
The Moon builds romanticism to bring a new life !!

The Sun gives you power to overcome the fear,
The Moon is your best friend when at night you shed a drop of tear !!

The Sun and the Moon in the sky are never together
but they are like distant lovers who madly love eachother forever !!

And my lovin
Is grown woman style
Old fashioned

- Ghostface Killah