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There's a story untold
But if you're willing,
It will unfold

Once Upon a time
A tree spoke to me:
"here's a tale worth a dime

Of life From a young sapling
To what I am now,
Where all the fruits are hanging

Where the birds sing their songs
Where the animals find shade,
At the center of this nature
is where I truly belong

I give and give
Without asking for anything,
But nobody cares about how I live

How I feel when there's a storm?
Or a huge snowfall
How do I keep myself warm?

When the seasons change
And the leaves wither,
Its all a little strange

I've lived through it all
But knowing human's wrath,
I know I shall fall

I do believe that everyone
On this mother earth
Will face the music as one

On the day of judgment
When the karmic balance sets in,
There shall be no disagreement

You may think that the end is near,
But it could be a new beginning
So there's nothing to fear

Sometimes I do wonder,
If the idea of fate
Is just lightening without thunder

Maybe there will come a revolution,
When in the next life
I turn out to be a human."
Random thoughts while gazing the hills.
Like a discordial symphony,
A blessed cacophony
Of life and all that it brings,
Melodic at times
Flying off the handle
As if it has got wings.

The notes play themselves
For the music is always within you
Just Surrender to your feelings
Of trying to be in control
And let it flow.

Love will cure all
Is just a myth to be debunked,
For when you are ready
To be pulled out  of your funk.

Every fleeting moment will pass,
Before the rage takes over
And turns you into a psychopath,
In the end when the heart takes cover
And you realize
That everything comes back to jazz.
Been a while since I wrote so here goes nothing.

Tried to write this one in a jazzy way, if you catch my drift ;)
I'm in love again
Not with a girl,
But with life and other things
Maybe I'm feeling outside Of life
as I know it,
Maybe I like what it brings.

Do I Love things or people?
Maybe that's the question?
Why not both?
Ah, don't be greedy!

It could manifest in human form
But also lies subdued
within me,
trying to get out,
In forms I can't even count
It colors the dull days
Of this everyday life.

Keeping everything aside,
It helps me
Glow brightly as the summers day
For I know that they say
love is a gun in your hand,
Never did they tell me though
It's something you don't always understand.
A thoughtless random write
Why do these moments feel empty
When they should be monumental
They're ever passing by,
Trying to make me feel settled
Ever conflicting with
These feelings that seem to
Violate my own thoughts,
Hanging on to the idea of
Living in the moment
While I'm far from it

Even when I'm high
I seem to set the bar low

Losing my feelings
Was never a big blow

I have been holding on
To something stronger

Was it conviction, belief or religion
I'll never know

I just have full faith
That everything will work out in the long run

Even when these moments feel empty,
They turn out to be monumental in the end.
Been a long time since I wrote so here goes nothing
I thought I had lucked out,
Of all the things it could have been
It just turned out to be
Yet another listless face in a luckless place.
Here I am
Laying sculptures for you,
While at the same time
Waiting for you
To appear
Out of the blue.
Perpetual blues
When I talk about you now, I feel shortchanged
Even when I hug you, the feeling remains the same
What have you done to my lover, if I may ask?
Who are you really, behind the mask?
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