Showing posts with label dark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dark. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Loneliness and Me

Loneliness, I questioned, "Why have you struck me?"
"What is it that you want?"

"Who me? No, you have shrugged me."
She answered with spasm.

"You held me and now you're not letting me go."
I told her in despair.

"I did not ask you to come..."
"..I did not know when you reached here."

"The parities of life, brought me here..."
"So why do you blame me?" She answered me there.

"You were to make a choice, you have made one."
"It was all mesmerizing, but now there's none."

"You had the control, could have survived."
"Why did the life choose me? If I were to thrive."

"You could have made a decision, that would have kept you content."
"All I know now is that it wasn't my intent."

The life is beautiful, it's just the way we see.
Sorrow, happiness or perhaps glee.

"I agree with you dear, you've shown me a path."
"It makes me sad, to see my craft."

"No calm down, oh loneliness. Don't be despaired..."
"...You are beautiful, it's just the percept"

Saturday, May 4, 2013

The Last of All

I'm dancing tonight but no one's watching me
There's a rush in my veins, its all toxin.

I see heaven, I see hell.
The bloody ship,its drowning.

Am deep inside the sea, the water's crushing my bones,
None can hear me, am crying out so loud.

I can see the stars, the sky.
Its dark night and vulnerable sea.

Am getting hurt but no one's watching me. The irony I'm trying to dodge.

I have my last words, who's gonna hear me? Crying at my loudest, they are just watching me, perhaps mocking me.

I feel them feeling my pain, its crazy, its insane. No wonder what they're thinking, my heart rains.

Now my reign is at the end. There's no shore I see. Sad, mercy and glee.

I wanna tell them how I love them, how they make my world. If only they could see me, I would make them feel the same.

The sorrow is deep, the heart weeps. I'm completely drenched, yet I feel the sweat.

Am scared, shivering. The soul is quivering. Another night, new disdain. I've lived my days, I've lived my nights. My music is about to end.

This was my concert, this is it.

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