Saturday, August 8, 2009

The Masterpiece

Orange takes a dip in a dark cold blue,
warm subtle shades
greet early risers, as they make their debut.
And all the other colors swim in the reflection of her view.

As the darkness fades,
white canvas is replaced.
Beauty is conveyed
and hints of light touch her face,
a captured moment in time is timelessly portrayed,
through an artist's eye, grace can be saved.

Yellow swells up past the waist,
and illuminates the night to welcome the day.
She paints and paints, because she must,
and all of his hopes lay at the tip of her brush.

She introduced inspiration,
through a slightly imaginative interpretation.
And when the sun had risen,
she stepped back from her creation,
and smiled a while,
because she'd freed herself from all limitations.

In Time

Let's take some time
to write down a song.
It'll have a catchy chorus
so we can all sing along.

We can burn all our books
and dry out the streams,
then in move the tears
that wash out our dreams.

So then things start to seem,
like they weren't meant to be.
And we wind ourselves down,
stretch out, and sleep.

And in a dream, i began to see,
what i felt, when i watched you leave.
I learned so much,
and patience is key,
for there is a link, from you to me.

And it may dwindle in time,
but i'll kindle the flame,
i'll keep it alive.

So don't you worry,
keep living your life.
Maybe in time,
it'll meet up with mine.

Just smile for me darling,
and we'll work on a melody.
And when we finish our song,
I'd love for you to sing to me.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

A Lovely Lie

What does it take
to create something beautiful?
to put a mark on this world,
and make use of every syllable.

Apathy ties, into reasons why,
we make up excuses for why we cry.
and in turn the result, is a temporary fix,
something simple that eases the mind.

Rest my love, just leave it be.
read my heart and feel it bleed.
beat it out, before it goes ablaze.
sometimes love must go to waste.

A breath on her neck,
she shivers and gasps.
don't worry I'm here,
I said I've always got your back.

Mystic mist, obscures my sense
until every thought is in past-tense.
and white lace frills that black book of mine,
where everything, all of it, lays intertwined.

My eyes ache for a soothing sight
I want to hear someone's voice, other than mine.
I miss the scent of her skin, so soft and light
the taste of her lips, and how she held me so tight

Who wouldn't want such a beautiful life?
simply said, it was just a lovely lie.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Same Old Story

Set me free,
thats all I said I would need.
But now its too late,
now things have changed.

Now is not then,
no matter how much I wish it to be.
I put more ink in my pen,
and I'm moving on with my story.

No push or pull,
I've got no say.
Leave if you want,
have it your way.

New stories, new scenes,
new memories.
But that same old pain
just won't go away.

It's the same old story,
just a different page.
And still the calendar changes,
who's deciding our fate?

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Another Night

You hear the scream of a train
and in a flash you see yourself on the tracks.
no more pain
but with that thought comes shame.

So your life's turned into a march in place.
until you wear through your soles,
and your feet begin to bleed.
time is an illusion,
oh and if only it was a dream.

You wish so many wishes
and relive the memories.
but then you're left to wonder,
if it was even a reality.

Questions arise, to keep you up at night.
clawing and scratching at the bed sheets of time.
is this what it means to try?
you wonder why

There are no more tears
for tears have meaning,
tears are too beautiful for this emotional beating.
instead imagine falling asleep
and just before you reach that inviting dream
you feel yourself falling, into a sea
and your limbs are heavy,
remember you're trying to sleep.
so you drown deeper into the deep
paralyzed by the promises that you still keep.
until it all becomes too real

You jump up in bed, and out of the sea
because that whole time you were crying yourself to sleep.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Live To Fight Another Day

Shoot. bang. smoke and run.
streaks and rays of soiled sun.
shine your light through the fog
whisper wishes within the smog.

Delicate silence. fragile air.
shattered screams echo there.
cry out. hold it in.
strongest wins, thick not thin.

Weary wander on the field.
doubting that those wounds will heal.
wait it out. there's a burn in the wind.
the clouds might part, if you learn to forgive.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Spark

new life and new things.
lovely amongst a humming bird's wings.

a lively linger like a mystical dance.
in the mist of a forrest, lost in a trance.

lure me in to this new realm of light,
for mine casts a dull gray that's enveloped my mind.

I'm ready again for the bright white,
take me with you, and help me live life.