Wednesday, April 02, 2008

That girl

I saw her sitting there
demurely on that yellow chair
eating breakfast all alone
there wasnt any ring from her phone
which laid in her purse on her lap
she didnt make a sound, not even a foot tap

her eyes darted to the left, sometimes to the right
her hair jet black, reflecting the morning light
she separated the spices in the food and put a little in her mouth
but never did, in her chair, she figit or move about

I could see the sadness in her eyes
her pretty face pale as moonlight
I wondered what she thought
I wonder what emotions she brought

As I sat nearby watching
she savoured her meal; slowly eating
watching the crowd pass her by
then i left my seat and in my mind wished her goodbye

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Butterflies

the butterflies sit on the flower
they smile back at me
they wack the smile off my face
and then sit and watch with glee

now when the world is burning slow
they look me in the eye and take a bow
then they disappear into eternity
but some stay back and grin at me

the butterflies skip to the beat
and i stare with awe in the morning heat
they chant war songs and talk of impending doom
but i choose to go back into my room

they follow me in formation
they seek me out for information
when i say i have nothing with me
they charge me with heresy

and now the buterflies spread their wings
and a haunting melody they sing
they take out a machine gun
and tell me their battle is to be won

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Before the Swan song

For my friends- old and new. Hope you guys like it!

Before the Swan song

i dream of a house on a beach
under the sun kissed palms
on an island out of their reach

you and i will meet
singing songs by the sea
the waves beneath our feet

We will stare into the blue
a toast for our friendship renewed
for a friend so true

We will hear what we have to say
No one to dismay
for this is where we ran away

This heaven of hope
This paradise of words
Our earthly elope from this life so cold

Come my friend
A hand i will lend
to step into our island

Monday, January 16, 2006

Bad decision

I dont have a conscience
cause i tried to make a decision once
they were all over me
like it was some destiny

the path i take
is not the path i make
your path of it
is embedded deep within it

Words fail me
my breath speakes more than me
In solitude i recall
When from your grace i had to fall

In time i realize
everything i was but wise
you had fooled me
and left me in the drowning sea

An idiot i am
a lover for words i am
fill me with your words
throw me down the road

A believer i will not remain
Can you not refrain?
My revenge is forthcomings
its my song that you will sing

Who am i to make such threats
when i am in debt
I need you badly
everything else seems worldly

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Another one...

The irk

It begins like everyday
It ends with seething pain
with every word I say
Im insane

I cant seem to remove
what comes to mind
I hurt the ones I love
for all my faults i can find

No, they don't get it
I try to fight it
I hear, to become the perfect soul
All i need is self-control

Then it happens
after the damage i know
way beyond the lens
I can only walk out the door

I always say I'd learn
in their hearts i burn
Searing pain in my gut
wish they'd forget

Maybe they will
Maybe they'd tolerate
A better man i never will
In the end I am isolated

Can i fake it?
I want to make it
Will i break it
for the sake of it

I meant no harm
mouth zipped tight
I shiver in the warmth
Can you see the light?

I take for granted
If only words could feel
what i wanted
only then I would heal

Saturday, January 07, 2006

Maybe it will be mainstream :) here's something random:

Shiver

suddenly I feel the morning cold
is it me. am i too old
all the fingers are they pointing at me
An outcast they decree

Wishing you were never here
anxiety, hope or is it fear?
Like all endings will i follow
I am shallow maybe even hollow

Change will eat me
People may defeat me
But the truth is
I am me

Thursday, December 22, 2005

A little detour again- love it or hate it :)


Questions for myself

What does it mean
when i dream
Why cant i live life
on the mountains
When will i try
When will i give in
to what I feel
When can i lead
When will I fall asleep
knowing the truth
Why cant i fall
into the light

Why dont i know it all
Why cant i see it all
Why am i blind
to what runs in my mind


What brings you here?