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Music Tree

Wait for me he said
The journey is far and wide
The road difficult
But wait for me
I will search and bring it back

The music tree, yes I say
I will wait
How I know not
Of this I never did hear
Is it green I wonder or a box

Surely I will come he said
It will be heavy and tiresome
I’ll carry the load
To make you comfortable
Just you wait, I will bring

Sweet music it will make
I wonder how
But I know you
A music tree I know not
And I agree
You will come

My tree I’ll have
Beautiful it will sound
So I wait
Years may go by
The journey is far and wide
I know you’ll come

A Sanguine Melancholy

Bound by mortal chains
Left cold to the touch by Life’s fleeting ways

Like phantom lost from Lover’s heart
Condemned to memory of days gone past

A sea of consciousness, an ocean of thoughts
These stars shine dull on Earth’s darkened soil

Like slaves sat at wooden prisons
Coerced to pay for Mother’s gifts

Three eyed but dormant, marooned in their comforts
Stirred only by their binocular vision

Does he not see that he is friend and that he is foe
Does he not know that the lioness weeps as she hunts the gazelle

Oh Son of Man
Dance to Fate’s beating drum

For I have become accustomed
To this lonely conversation

Tears of joy

Tears of excellence
Tears of happiness
Tears of appreciation
All a revelation of ambition
Ambition brought by pain,conquered by tears leading to tears winning.
Living a life of laughter is never healthy for a wealthy person as it shows no victory.
Tears and joy were never set on one time but their force of conquering fear and pain attracted them to attention of Tears of Joy.
Grant me a pen and paper to write the power trip of Tears of Joy.
Noooo…..
How could one write down the power I feel within my heart.
Heart,hear the high hill of hatred falling as hailstone
Heart,listen to words spoken by my voiceless tears
My heart,take action of my voiceless tears..
These are the tears tearing the tower of terror
The tears flowing like a river in ones eye fall
Tears leaving the strangers of Earth speechless
These tears are found everywhere but expirienced by few..
These are the tears I found when I found you.

Without Death’s Certainty

Without Death’s certainty, my Love,
I would neither mourn, nor cherish you
You would be resigned
To an old page in my story

Without Death’s certainty, my Love,
I would neither wake, nor stir
The birds’ song would grow dull,
As I lay through Summer and Spring

Without Death’s certainty, my Love,
I would neither laugh, nor cry, nor smile
Lost only in perpetual thought,
Eternal Youth etched upon my face

Without Death’s certainty, my Love,
I would fashion fables
Tales of Father & Son
Sinners and saints

Doomed to forget,
My inevitable return

I wish

I wish within a beat lay the answers to us,
That with every note all became clear
And with every lyric true feelings flowed
And with that the melody made it all worthwhile

Still Believe

This morning when I opened up my eyes;

That old lonesome feeling seemed to take my heart by surprise;

There you were again heavy on my mind;

I struggled to hold back the tears from falling from my eyes;

 

I wanted to call you up and tell you how I felt inside;

I called and like so many times before that I’ve tried;

It just rang and rang until I dropped the line;

You sent me a message asking me what’s wrong;

 

I told you that my feelings for you were still as strong;You asked me to let it go, you’re married and you’ve moved on;

I wish I could say I’ve been able to do the same;

6 years have passed and I’ve failed;

 

I miss you still and I think that this feeling will never go away;

I’m sure it would have by now but it still resides within me;

I wish you still felt the same way, I wish I was still the one you were missing;

I wish I could show you how I feel;

 

Time as they said would help me heal;

It only opened up my eyes to the pain so real;

Knowing I’m the reason you wanted to leave;

If I could do it over girl I’d give everything and anything;

 

I know he has your body but your heart is still here with me;

I know I can’t be feeling this alone, I know you still love me somewhere deep within;

Even if this ain’t true, girl I still believe;

Just wanted to tell you I still miss you, I wanted you to know just how I feel

Don’t wanna see you

Don’t wanna go to that place;
Reminded of your rigid face.
Don’t wanna see you anymore;
So don’t come knocking on my door.

How long ago have you thought of me;
Clearly not where I thought I would be.
Can hardly stand on my own feet;
A result of your silent retreat.

The Girl

There once was a girl; a little, fine girl.

Who played and laughed and cried and smiled,

She was happy, very happy but for a short while.

The girl loved the colours of the earth,

Her eye’s had been readily open to absorb them since birth.

Her skin smooth like firmly ground cocoa powder,

She was beauty, all who looked were stunned

Her ebony loops, softly growing to the heavens with such power.

 She was the daughter of grace, the daughter of pride,

She would have made a man so lucky to have her for a bride.

And she was a bride, but slowly the girl’s joy turned into a haze

And soon after that, the girl got into sickly daze,

This happy, healthy child was slipping, passing away.

The chocolate of her skin was losing its glow

As the banana’s got riper, her raven sheen matted day by day.

And when the joyful soul left the little body

They all cried, ‘If only she hadn’t died’

The girl was her family’s gold, and at a tender age cold;

So now, that she’s trapped in the eternal black,

The groom’s family demands their money back.

I need smoke

“you outchea flying high… go head fly that thing high… high”

When I’m high, I feel
When I’m high, I smile
not because I’m happy.
When I’m high, I laugh
When I’m high, I talk
not because I’m happy.

Being high redefines life,
it kinda loosens the knife.
I can let go without excuses,
I try so hard not to misuse.
But it has me in it’s jaws.
One more puff-puff-pass and I’m swallowed.
Sounds crap but I don’t care.
I don’t even mind the stare.

When I’m high, I fly.
Follow me and my broken lead and we can take the sky.
Need smoke?

My Window

Look deep into my eyes, can you not see my hurt and pain?

My eyes begging you to love me, so scared and tearful.

My eyes wonder around my surroundings, looking for objects of destruction to get rid of the pain buried inside, and use the outside pain to numb the inside pain.

They say the eyes are the windows to someone soul, is that true?

Is my window dark and empty? does my eyes reflect that?

That is how my heart and soul feels, dark, sad and empty.

My eyes will tell the truth to you while my lips lie but can you see it my eyes?

My eyes seem to have lost the twinkle that once surrounded them as they have been replaced by sorrow and tears.

My eyes look at you, pleading you to understand and begging your forgiveness, as I dare not say it out loud so I use my silent way of talking.

People don’t understand the hurt , sorrow and emptiness that my eyes hide from the world.

My body might lie but the truth lies deep inside my eyes and my soul, buried like Pandora’s box, waiting in the gloomy darkness to be discovered and opened.

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