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GHOSTSThere is no reason for me to wake up early in the morning.
There is neither 'hi' nor 'hello' as I come through the door.
There is nothing to see but for a shadow
sitting behind corners.
There are no words to exchange with the footfalls I make.
There are only ghosts now filling these empty spaces.
As Children DreamAnd now the stars fall down
To lay their cheeks upon the sand
To sleep away they days until the coming dark
Wakes them, takes them right back to the sky
ORPHEUSWhat with this wicked woe do
I wax and wane like one so
blue, company only to
a wayward night
With what way by which
I go winding wearily warily
away from wasting time
searching for home
Would that i knew where
and how a wandering soul so
alone finds something most certainly
I don't know
What with this wicked woe do
I wither away like one so
blue, black like ash
white like light
The ItchHello again oh dear old friend
I've waited for so long
To see you once again, I fear
That I have missed you so.
Now come into my arms my friend
And I'll take care of you
Now come and rest you troubled soul
While I go claim my dues
You see my friend you're all but gone
This body that we share
Belonged to you belongs to me
Now that you are dead
So sleep my friend sleep long and sweet
I will not take so long
To take the hearts of those you owe
The demon of your soul
-untitled-There's this sense of longing which
I feel right now and I know you feel
It too. How terribly bittersweet this is
To fall in love with you.
This Fragile CorridorThe lights sort of tell me your somewhere in there, waiting for the right time, the right moment, but there's always that reluctance that hinders your movement. In this hallway there is only forward and back or nowhere at all and you I've seen in the past and hope to meet in future. My dreams, though bleak and jaded, are of you, of me, waiting for the right time, the right moment, just sitting here afraid of the future, nursing the past, enjoying the present without you. With you in this fragile corridor. Such is the way I kite around your fickle dreams like smoke through open seams that you could only notice my entirety if you caught on to each and every one of me. But what you think you could be wrong even if it looks like we're sure. I see you; you see me, but there is such a hush in between that it's difficult to hear... us. And like a dream there's nothing much you can grasp for I am shadow dancing behind your curtained glass disappearing just as fast as the blink of your eye or t
XIV - SmileThis is a f r a g i l e world
One where your smile is light
Where L|I|F|E is written
By the creases in your eyes
The press of your cheek on mine
The warmth of your very eyes on me
Is enough to make me hold my breath
I have always gazed in awe of you
Stunned by your brilliance
And always where you think you have none
I would not lie, and your mirror mind does not either
P e r f e c t i o n
Is strived for, collective goals
But your smile, the ones with the creases
And the heart stopping way you look at me
Is all the world needs to rotate
Is all my world needs to grow
Is all I need to love
Is all I need.
You. Today was a weird day...
One of those days..where...
I wake up...holding your past...in my arms.
Flesh and ghost of dreamsTobias:
and it all goes
The smile and eyes,
the touch - of silk
and skin – bare.
The love and loss,
it all vanishes into thin air;
she stole one
and she is one
in sudden pain
and I realize -
The HeartThe Heart.
Wanting to be filled with a deep true love, that it needs. It desires. It craves. It lives for.
With every beat, it gives life. Life that is needed while waiting for the Universe to send it what it yearns for.
With every beat, it sends out a sound, a signal, a wave of energy calling out for the one other heart that it is meant to be with.
When it is joined with that other one true heart, the love and energy that will flow from it, will radiate and consume whomever it belongs to.
Combining and becoming one. One heart that can't live without the other. A rhythmic symphony that forms the greatest love there is.
The Love within.
Love that will never be questioned. Never be doubted. Never betrayed. Never falter or held back. Never pushed away, because it's a love that is so addicting, so alluring, so strong, that to deny it would be bleeding one's self from within and thus creating a starvation and thirst that can only be fed and quenched by that love itself.
Love that becomes su
One, TwoOne, two,
Here's my poem to you.
I can't take it anymore.
A problem I can't fix
I can't think straight.
It's your heart I want to win.
The Frog and the PrincessHe was just a frog.
Not that he did'nt have his moments, but life had reached a point of mindless boredom and loneliness. Anything of any value or substance was just a distant memory.
His heart was burning like a fire deep within, but the exterior had turned into just a cold device to stay alive. His mind raced day and night processing everything he could to make sense of each day. His soul kept searching for a connection to feel something that had never been felt and to finally know he was'nt drifting through the Universe alone. His body and life had turned into an emitting transponder of multiple frequencies waiting to receive something in return, but all he ever got was distortion and silence.
So he sat on his lilly pad of life, staring into the world, seeing and hearing everything. Consuming it all like a black hole, only to be left in complete darkness.
Then one day, out of nowhere, he felt something. It was'nt much at first, but it instantly caught his attention. It was something
Seduction of DarknessFrom deep within. It burns like a fire. Scorching the soul. A torch of flames that will not subside. No matter how hard the effort to resist, the grasp is unbreakable. Consuming every thought and emotion. Leaving the mind wandering endlessly, trying to envision every moment as it happens and the moments which await. The dark seduction lurks in the shadows of the mind and silently rests until called upon. To be released within an evil smile. An evil laugh. A playfully evil happiness that creates inspiration and gives strength. Creating a balance of inner harmony and not allowing anything to be locked away and repressed. Allowing every emotion to be set free and transformed into reality. A reality of dreams, wishes, desires and passions that dance around and brings energy that is meant to be experienced. An energy that explodes into a loving and lustful pleasure that engulfs the essence of life. As I gaze into the reflection, I see a seduction born
It's still a feeling
It may not be love but it’s still a feeling.
This is different from the desperate heartbreaks
Tear drops on my guitar.
When I’m with you I feel alive
Love isn’t who makes you the happiest
It’s who makes the breath you expel from lungs
Into beautiful lyrics that leave your lips.
I may not be in love with you
But darling I DO love you.
Yet no one can make me sadder
And I continue to put myself through hell to be near you
Wear a smile and say I’m fine
Well I lied, because I love you.
So I’ll stand by and watch
Because you’re where I eat lunch
And he’s there, I loathe that boy because I told you
You know. And sense the day I wrote this
You told me you loved me too, and I cried.
I remember when you asked me If I hated you
Tears running down your face
The sadness pent up with quark and screw
Over flowing. But baby I bottle smiles..
I lie. Because I love you
I’m better than some high school soap opera
I’m above the dram
Three Days Worth of Full MoonShe's just up there looking pretty as usual while you're unable to avert your gaze. I know how it must feel to be caged by such a sight as her and I tell you, you might not even notice, but tomorrow she'll still be there.
Count your constelations all you like, but she'll always be the only one who could woo you like that. I know how it must be hard being under her spell, I should tell you it feels like drinking tankards and tankards of ale. And just like the hangover that follows any good drink, tomorrow, she'll be there.
And here we are at someone else's loft and you urging me to look at her soft cool face. But something else caught my eye and it's kinda funny how you aren't aware of how rare a sight it is. And I tell you, you might not even notice, that tomorrow she'll still be there, but right now, I'm fixated on you.
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