Oct 02, 2011 20:16
Some lame poetry for anyone who wants it.
They are not really related... at least, that's not what I wanted... Written from a few weeks back to today... I have no clue why I'm posting them here...
Poem 1:
Let me swallow your pain
And drown out all your cries,
Let me take away your shame
-Take away your disguise.
Let me pay the price,
Fall into my embrace,
Think all of things nice,
Do not hide your face.
Let me be a fool with you,
And let the world talk,
Let love be true,
And let’s go for a walk.
Let me cast the shadows away,
Push these monsters far back,
Come with me and stay,
Into the white and from the black.
Smiles, tears and lust,
Let me teach them to you again,
With time, patience and trust,
Let us go back to before it all began.
Reach out your hand,
Palm towards the bright sky,
And beside you I shall stand,
Till the day I die.
Done while listening to Fools in Love by Inara George
Poem 2:
broken time…
broken lines,
specks of reality like the stars shine in the sky,
lost among the dreams.
Memories of the Body,
Lost with those of the mind,
Among the chaos of life,
Left to dwindle and die.
Breathing in and out,
Slower everyday,
Feet dragging after the other,
Colours turning to gray.
Shifting shapes,
Like shadows from a fire,
Scary and moving,
Closer and closer.
Losing what is left of me,
With every rise of the sun,
Drifting back in the years,
Love, life, lies, none.
Poem 3:
Everything is falling apart,
The lines of reality as dead as the leaves on the ground,
The wind blows in my heart,
And my eyes watch the sky without a sound.
Tilting and moving,
Soft and free,
My arms reach, unknowing,
To answers that flee.
No one has ever told me,
Of how the world isn’t a mirror,
Reflecting the reality you wish it to be,
And that feeding hands aren’t your armour.
Time keeps running away,
And ideas never sink into paper,
My mind loses its way,
And the dark steals the sun from the flower.
The rivers of life stop to flow,
Age becomes a number,
And all that you know,
The earth absorbs this precious treasure.
Everything is falling apart,
The lines of reality as dead as the leaves on the ground,
The wind blows in my heart,
And my eyes watch the sky without a sound.
Light bleeds into the horizon,
The air feels heavy to breathe,
Buried where I have risen,
This is how I leave.
A/N: That's that. :)
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