Dishonest Clamor

Long lost is not my love,
But faith in me for her

Liar’s leer
And tell of times
When they gave up their fear

Lovely long, shining hair
Beautiful to most

But in the end
It’s like a virus
And only drains the host

Lust is the word
Longevity is not.
Freeing, flying
Just short of dying

Time unkempt does not melt,
But festers ‘till it rots.

Bubble

bubbles pop.

water drops.

splashing what was dry

what is meant, is not kept.

you forgot to dot the i's

instead the boy, with the dreams

dreamt only a lie

for his bubble stick

and mindful wish

were thrown down on the ground.

he left it there, but sat to stare

wondering where it went.

why on the ground, instead of his hand

where it belonged, where it's always been

waiting. waiting. Because his wish

is with his stick.

he wants to blow that bubble again.

Only Lover's Eyes

sparkles rest in an ocean's mist

but what are they reflecting?

the natural ocean

black

there lays no answers.

an ocean in itself has no ripples,

no depth.

nothing is withheld in it.

ripples are the moon's making.

the ocean's life belongs to the creatures within.

the natural ocean

black

there lays no answers.

sparkles come not from the sea.

outside of it, is what you see.

the natural ocean

black

there lays no answers.

god did not paint your face on the ocean.

no lovely face returns your gaze.

the only way, to have him hear your prayer,

is to look elsewhere.

another mist, holds your reflection.

and it is not in fact another ocean.

but just as glassy,

just as clear,

it brims with life

and shuts in fear.

blue as the ocean is supposed to be.

salty, just as the ocean is bitter.

here is where you find your reflection,

here is where you find your answer.

Drown

The sun set dies, to let the sun rise

there's no moon, no night, no rest yet he fights.

the sun burns hot, and melts the time

until it gets too deep, and there's no more light.

there's just a puddle of heat, a circle drawn in the ground

now the warrior sleeps, because he has drowned.

Heart ache, high stakes

you might ask what it takes

you need to create, be great, make no mistake.

time moves on, but his heart stands still,

and in the heat, in his heart, there's a breath taking chill.

though an ember is left, signifying his will,

but the chord's unwound, his body goes down

not a peep, not a sound, he silently drowned.

What's left? why wait?

how much more will it take?

wandering in this desert of time

portrayed by the vastness, the elusion of light.

with every grain of sand, stepped on by the lonely lost man

grows his worry, and regret, for the recent love lost to him.

without her is this, all this terrible mess

a timeless black hole, and a world with no sense.

so he struggles for air, he cries out in despair

but when she finally came around, he had already drowned.

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A duet sung with the piano of let it be...

I blamed myself when i should've tried

to love that woman every day i lied

'cept i couldn't live with the guilt inside so I

said my goodbyes (male)

I blamed myself when i should've tried 

to love that man layin' by my side

But i couldn't quite grab the reason why he

left me that night (female)

Summer time and summer nights

I love how he used to hold me tight

But then he had to go away and

Oh how I cried (female)

Thinkin' back to the good old times

I'd never get along without her by my side

But then I up and went away and

Oh how i cried (male)

An old song...

Sweep over me

like a tidal wave

of inspiration

Come onto me

like a hurricane

of desperation

I will let you fill me up

help me realize our times done

would you stop and let me listen

And when our time has gone away

and when our memories start to fade

I'll still be here, in your shade

Brought onto me

like another tainted

temptation

Rush through my veins

like a second wave

of sensation