It will come and it will leave
The same with grief
A comforter in your pain
But still love remain

So is love, like leafs on a tree
Weathering away
Wild and free
To return another day

This is my gift to you
Even when you feeling blue
Keep it safe and holding on tight
Even in darkness, you will see the light

When love comes to pass
For how long it may last
Enjoy, before it passes you by
Enjoy, before it makes you cry

For love will seek you
For love will fined you
For love will heal you
For love will leave you

Nothing to gain
But still, love remain

Written: WC. Percival

...... Heaven on earth......
When emotions are restrained
And feeling cannot be contained
eyes start to weep
From cuts that to deep
Trying to understand
How can i explain
Just feel like crying
Just feel like dying
The sun does not shine
Like it used to be
And the stars are not as bright
Concealing the light from thee
The gift of love
And kindness from the heart
Will never be enough
Never never never
Always pretending
Never ending
Vultures and takers
Scavengers and fakers
Praying for rain
To comfort the pain
Only to drown in the flood
Deeper and deeper in the mud
This is not living
Or just not dying
So much agony
With no empathy
Takers do not know
Takers does not really cares
As long as thy will is done
And sorrow not theirs to bear
All the times that I have cried
Keeping all the thing i knew inside
Trying to ignore
All the things i adore
Time will heal all wound or so they say
But the scares will remain
Reminding us of all the pain
And going insane
Soon i take my place
In silence and with grace
This is were i belong
Wishing that was wrong

DEATH
As time passes me by
Waiting for my time to die
Slowly creaping closer
From a life of grosser

To slow for those who wait
And to fast for those who fears
For the love,  i ones adore
For the love, i hope for more

To short for me to rejoice
For one last time, to hear her voice
For death to come soon
To takeaway my wishes, to the moon

For this is not where i belong
Living a life, of a sad song
My heart full of joy
Departing as a poor boy

......Winston.....

Life With No Meaning

after all was said and done
and the sun goes down with all the fun
the past with all it pleasures
is gone with all its hidden treasures

all the things i adore
is gone forevermore
all the worldly stuff
how much will be enough?

taker took all they wanted
fakers took all they demanded
leaving a trail of corruption
and innocent live with destruction

with no feeling of despare
even in death, they would not care
with there untruthful and deceiving lips
the things of no value, they worships

like maggots on a corps
carry on like lords
they too will feel the soil
along with al their toil


winston