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5 months, trading kisses in my carYour hands tracing hearts around my armsOur lives, we knew would never be the sameOh why’d you have to go and change4 weeks, that’s all it took for me to fallYour smile I wish I could forget it allYour laugh’s for
GHETTO GOSPLE.
You aren't born to please anyone, neither accepted by everybody.
But your purpose is to make sure you live good making better thangs, making thangs better.
I spent last night googling birds that sing in the morning,
to give myself something to wake up for.
Tricking myself into believing I’d even be awake by then.
Because the truth is I am not ok
I had a boy come up to me once
When he heard I’d be singing at our high school’s senior award ceremony.
To ask “what will you be singing? a whale song?”
He turned to his friends and began to laugh
5 months, trading kisses in my car
Your hands tracing hearts around my arms
Our lives, we knew would never be the same
But why’d you have to go and change
Hey
4 weeks, that’s all it took for me to fall
Instead of bombing, shelling and trashing our neighbors
Let’s all do the highly popular fun ‘Jeru’ dance
I thought I knew what love was,
As I’ve fallen once or twice.
But when it ends and starts anew,
My heart always pays the price.
Merry Christmas Darling
We’re apart as you planned
And every day is full of pain
Since you’re holding a different hand
There were times I was a sailor
A healer or a tailor
There were times I was the lunatic next door
There were times I stuck hand out
I was not afraid to stand out
This might be hard to understand
Hard to comprehend
Hard to accept that I’m not broken
That the torture did nothing to sway me
I am not your love poem
I am not your forgotten book
Am I alone? The only wanderer.
Drift wood in a sea of rain drops
Flowing with the breeze
Against the waves as they flow
Is this it? Watching the sun set
A mosaic on the horizon
sing your soft song,
flow your voice through my ears.
sweet siren, drag me along,
your melody linger in my tears.
It Was G.U.R.U. Who Said In One of His Poems...
That It's Mostly The VOICE If It Is... TOP CHOICE...
That Makes Rap Listeners LOSE Their Poise...
And REJECT Whispers To Make... BIG NOISE... !!!!!
All day
Every day
I sit on my computer
And all day
Every day
Nothing's getting newer
And all the day I'm thinking
That I am having fun
And by the next I then realize
Shall I allow these iron bars that encage my body to also encage my soul
Verily i say these bars will not be allowed to constrain me
i feel like im alone
and i'll burst into snow
i can feel it i want to let you kno
i need to let you go
no love no love no looove no trust
no trust no truuust
no body likes me i feel like nobody
Words left unsaid,
Actions left undone,
Filled with regret,
You'll end up alone.
So just go to bed,
Listen to your favorite song.
Baby get some rest,
Because here comes dawn.
Satin and lace
The girl with the porcelain face
God bless Nell
The little girl
She sits on a stand
The girl with the porelain hands
God bless Nell
The little girl
I've thrown away everything.
I think about my decisions, the tears they sting.
Wondering what tomorrow will bring;
Just another sad song for me to sing.
Just another attempt to conquer this thing.
My prize you are
Your bride I would be
When ever You call
I'd be, there, there to serve my role.
My role to you
We enter your home.
The Lord in Spirit ,
Inside my beating heart,
And wish you peace.
The troubled world surrounds us.
But we have and advocate,
He has overcome the world.
sometimes you get stuck in my mind
like a great song played on repeat
your name crosses my tongue
waiting to be spoken
and the song of you
is a beautiful ballad
one that gets me up off my feet
Hear my chant, that I am crying,
Allured by my answer, they’re all stuck admiring,
Grasped by the gods, pulled by Poseidon,
Carried into the current, by the Song of the Siren,
Hear my chant, that I am crying,
Allured by my answer, they’re all stuck admiring,
Grasped by the gods, pulled by Poseidon,
Carried into the current, by the Song of the Siren,
-It was quàrter past 11
-when you picked me up in your Benz.
Promising you were a changed man,
a fairytale ,Hollywood ending.
Claiming your all in,
I thought you were sent from god,
The road down to hell is paved with good intentions
what’s love,
when the lust is gone
You lied and you stood hidden from sight
giving him the keys to steal my soul
My heart pounded with fury
The sinews of my soul have been messily dissected
By the unsteady, wavering hand of depression
Each tender nerve frays as it’s carelessly bisected
She calls to me
Her sweet melody
Sweeping through the aisles
I hear her song
Ringing in my ears
Her voice so angelic
She calls to me
As she belts her tune
And I am on the edge of my seat
When things are going wrong,
Put those problems into a song.
When we are alone,
Singing makes us feel at home.
If you are too sick,
Just listen to music.
If you have a frown,
Maid of the Yonder,
I call upon your brilliance of hope.
Eyes bright like the sparkles of the sea,
Lost in memory, stumped in desperation-
May this song appease the tears you hold.
men only fools
can't help love you
stay?
sin
help you?
Like a river to the sea
There is a dark presence that lurks
Within us all
It takes the shape of shadows
Where it can be found is far from the light
When I fell in love the first time,
She felt the same pain as me,
I shared with her a song
One that we listened to together
Its lyrics always soothed us
Silence.
For years, only silence.
And fear… no song.
Never testing the limits,
Never pushing the envelope,
Never hearing the song.
If You Know Thyself
then you know the world
Motivated by madness
and driven by desire,
dive into the pool of passion
and swim deep as you can.
If You Know Thyself
To win my heart, cross my roads To get my love, you knock my doors Let's to start, to earn cruise To build a nest within love rose Adore you much, looking forward To keep in touch, even one word Eager to fly, to reach sward Where your f
Tiny fairy,
Flicker far.
Your home of flowers,
Your roof of stars.
Long forgotten,
Miles away.
You will find it,
The creaturesThey singThe creaturesThey danceThe creaturesThey ringThe creaturesThey glance
Diplomatic
Emotional tyrant.
Distance.
Why are you so distant.
I haven't even told you how I feel.
Yet I feel trapped, pulled in by reel.
Throw me away.
Don't throw me away.
My course is set for an uncharted sea
with waves unkept and no one watching me,
is a line I wrote when I saw no path but didn't care
because I thought I could just flow through the breeze.
You're a good song title
You're nothing near full
A misconception of the mind
There's something missing in your kind
She is a song,
On an out-of-tune piano,
And though I know,
That she is worng,
All she needs,
Is a bit of tuning,
And a bit of refining,
And then she can sound,
Exactly how,
just one failure to watch
one fateful soft misstep
can bring a building down
cause chaos to erupt
i looked around for someone
i’m still not certain whom
relief flooded my chest
That song
It’s playing again
Evoking memories
Memories best left untouched
But still, I listen to it
I let it play
At the top of the bleachers in an unfamiliar school, judges look out over a vast crowd.
Speakers over 8 feet tall are stacked together blasting 90’s, 2K, and Today’s music,
I am not a virgin, but I am still pure.
I am not a warrior, still, I'm fighting a war.
Ink against white paper, stained and beautiful.
I am an outsider but my heart is still full.
Wind, to me sing
Your lullaby,
Your comforting tone of peace.
I am not,
Could not be, alone
Amongst the presence of the breeze.
Tell me secrets,
Fear not, song,
The poet's dead, the song is gone.
With dying breath and failing brawn,
He whispers a foreboding phrase:
"The nights are spent, you waste your days."
Filler full of toast, see
That'll get the ghost, see,
eat it up, you're close see, knave.
Give it to your ghosty
holler to your host-y
Callout til your toasty babe
The ghost of notes dances just out of reach
I grasp fruitlessly with poor memory, trying and failing
All that is left is a whisper of a tune
Too quiet to hear, but too loud to fully ignore
i sang a song to Sirens
and even they cried for me,
i told them what you promised
and how you chose to leave,
I sang a song to Sirens
as my soul began to bleed
old wounds under new ones
(Verse 1)
Just let me say I’m only a man
I hope that you would’ve understand
And see all the love that I had
So high up but I’m about to crash and land
Worse come down since my acid trip
M, A, D, I, S, Y, N
Bringing the heavens to the earth, hiding the fears from my mind
Love the goodmornings, hate the goodnights, because I despise saying goodbye
I'm drinking Sprite out of a coca cola cup
Am I bad enough for you?
you're my daddy but it's been real tough
Sorry to tell you that you're through
Cause you're too expensive
Sweaty palms, winded breaths, I jolt awake,
And unexpectedly you were there, without a moment to forsake.
My eyelids were heavy as you sung smooth and lowly,
Tick tock,
The world clock tolls,
Chiming its mournful melody,
For those lost in sea.
Tick tock,
The world clock tolls,
You
Saw her singing her song
Up in the balcony
Where the moonlight hit her profile.
She sang about wishing she
Were
A princess
Who could escape her tower...
Rain falls heavy on the ground,
And the cardinal sings somewhere in the dogwood tree.
--Oh to pay attention!
To listen to the clandestine voice of the forest.
Rain falls heavy on the ground,
And the cardinal sings somewhere in the dogwood tree.
--Oh to pay attention!
To listen to the clandestine voice of the forest.
I am your hero,
a hero with a fiery passion,
my power able to vanquish even the mightiest foes,
foes who wish to do you harm.
No dragon is too powerful,
There lived two people long ago who sought to love more than you know.
They practiced poetry all day, a song most meaningful today.
It makes your heart so sorrow and gray, for the man turned out to be awfully gay.
Thanks for letting yourself back into my life.
The beats of the music you sent me
swing in my mind like a pendulum
they envelop my mind,
What is this I hear
You left me
I put my trust
You gave me the lack of integrity
You first told me
That you were gonna be with me
What happened
You left
Whats wrong with me
One twig snaps,
A tiger roars,
A leaf flutters,
One parrot soars,
The air is steamy,
The moon is white,
The jungle sings,
On a perfect night.
A long journey coming back from the outside world into my home,
Around 40-60 minutes, I lay down and I breath heavily,
So exhausted from this jog, the forests I went in gave my mind something to be distracted by,
Have you ever stood there?
In the morning dew
watching the rays of gentle gold
creep their way along the onyx sky.
Listening to the murmur of the leaves
you feel burned again and you can't breathe again,
feet in mud again, stuck can't see again,
but my minds free again, my veins they bleed again,
my heart it beats again, these dreams will see again,
To sing of myself,
A strange tune indeed,
One filled with wonder and adventure and pride and fear and joy,
A tale of many colors, none of which too dry.
To sing of myself,
America pledged a sugar coated liberty
To sweeten such bitter remorse.
Yet her heart burned by trepidity
When she hid her wounds with words.
She sang a twisted song,
Her lyrics laced with dread
Never did I think that I wouldstoop so low as to fall intothis deep darkness that doesn't endthis coldness that punctures the soul.This is all my fault, my fault thatnow you don't want to talk to me.
The shakes, the nerves, the trembles of absolute fear I feel in the tiny hands attached to me.
They control me. They make one motion that consumes my focus entirely.
I am drowning in a sea of my anxiety.
Our lives are like a song.
God is the composer
and we are the musicians.
We never meet His
full expectations.
Secrets {succubus} Verse 1:I try to not do it but it's so hard not to love you. I see your features when your gone. They radiate in everyone With your love I'm so far gone. Can't tell you how I feel. No word or words can explain it. I'm jus
I wake up with a song in my head
Can't wait to get out of bed
With a guitar by my side
I strum a few chords
Music is my energy
A force that drives me everyday
Hop on the bus to get to school
What energizes one in early morning?
The favorite song drifting through the air
The symbol that the day is not for mourning,
But the beginning of the new, awakened by the music blare
A melody played on the wind
Tangles itself amongst the smoke
Air crisp with cedar pine
Still cold while the sun has broke
A gentle lull of a new day
Rousing all from slumbers full
What makes me feel good is singing
It gives me a kind of feeling
I can't explain the way it makes me feel
The feeling is just unreal
My melody makes me shine
My voice is hard to deny
Awake.
What did I dream?Relief that it stays there, or sadness it's gone.Damn that alarm
You'll be grateful laterThe day time you
But that isn't me now!
Unveil
yourself tonight,
O diva of my heart,
sing to me the rine and rune of
your love.
#cinquain #poetry
A snatch of song,
behind a door:
a melody I've heard before.
Forgotten but familiar notes:
Of lost dreams and abandoned hopes.
An eloquent dismay.
"Don't you dare forget the sun, love"
That's what the song said.
Then the question remains of why?
Why do those words mean so much to me?
Why do they haunt my mind?
The answer is the sunshine.
Music is the poetry to my heart.
The melody and the beat are what resonate within me.
When I write my own poetry
I remeber the rush.
The moment pen touches paper.
The smooth glide on blank slate.
Infinite array of options,
Potential, that I never had.
The feel wasn't all however,
A song I sing that would make no sense/As a song/Couldn't control the feelings inside/So a piece of paper I hoped would provide/ I write my words like a toddler walking/ Slowly, slowly stumbling/ Soon I gain speed and rhyme/ The world looks differ
Listen to her,
as she plays that melody that I once knew.
That song that I thought was my saving grace,
twisted now to a devils song.
I want it to end,
yet how could it stop,
when for so long
to the wild spirit woman of the carved and sacred desert,
move freely in your primal body glistening with moonrise
dance to the current of the boiling river as the dam collapses
10,000 dreams, more sleepless nights
And a million waking hours.
A quarter life to think, play and cheat
But I still hold onto bittersweet silence.
I’m always looking towards middle’s end,
With the flow of angry fighting words, I take my final stand
Soaring brighter ever higher in the fire of my own hands
My great song will not diminish in this whirl of wonder when
Which way should we go
In this land of woe
The sky has fallen to darkness
The people broken and heartless
Which way should we go
Eighty and eight keysThat's all I needTo open my soul to humanityTo keep me freedIf I lost it allIf I couldn't seeAt least I'd have but eighty and eight keys
From my mothers' mouth to my unborn ears, it has always been with me.
I have a song in my heart, and it is always with me.
When the music stops playing, it is always with me.
A bird with no song is one that cannot truly fly
He may soar far above the others on strong, sturdy wings
but his throat is raw with unspoken dreams that weigh him down.
I guess the question is one thing I can't live without,
however there are many.
You see,
life is based on essentials and bare necessity.
Oxygen, food and water,
but these are mundane.
You can I love you
You can say I’ll be here
You can feel the passion
You can sense the loss of fear.
You can shine as bright as the night skies
While swerving down the road
She plays a love song to the waves
as they gently kiss the sand;
She plays a waltz to the palm trees
as they dance in unison;
She plays a lullaby to the setting sun
Little feet scrambling across hard wood floors Pitter patter of fingers across computer keys Haunting notes of a bow across viola strings Laughing notes of a song to each other across empty space Fresh cookies being carried across the kitchen to s
Oh when the lights shut off And it's my turn To settle down My main concern Promise that you will sing about me Promise that you will sing about me I said when the lights shut off And it's my turn to settle down My main concern Promise that y
What am I feeling I'd tell you if I could The truth is I don't even know I rarely do What am I thinking I'm thinking of a song It's not one you know
I've been innocent since forever
But forever never came
So I've been lying in this bed awake
While my dreams chase after me
They've been calling out my name
As I look back at their stitched mouths
Yeah bitch screw you too...
I hate the word love straight up
So to the bitch who ripped my heart out wassup
Tell me how’d it feel with the other guy?
I hear it, my body takes over.My foot uncontrollably leads the way.The beat tapping on my attention like Morse code.
Amongst the quiet young night,
Surrounded by darkened green
And pale yellow glowing all around,
A woman sat alone on a bench
With no direction to head to
And thoughts that cannot be contained.
Tryin to change your mind
But please don't take my warnins
And leave me behind
Or worse more broken
But I don't know,I don't know,I don't know how I'm feelin
I don't know,I don't know, I don't know who I am
I've been waiting on the sunshine,
for so long it's been away.
I've been waiting on the sunshine,
to take me away.
been pretty lost here,
in this cloudless grey,
and all I can do now
I'm used to being dead last,
I'm used to being in the past,
I'm used to being last kid picked
and bottom of the heap.
I'm used to being "come here."
I'm used to being "go away."
oh, I've thrown too many pennies down the well
and I can almost climb right out of it now.
I'm waiting to get to the top so I can leave
this damaged place I come from.
I don't want to hear you say another word,
Mermaids sing a song to sweet and
whispers soft gentle lies
Under the ocean waters bodies lie
Souls trapped in the current of ocean tides
Always drowning in the devils eyes
i never can understand
how a father can leave his daughters to fend for themselves
he blames them for his pain
but they're caught in the game
the same one he claims he lost to their mom to
Slow down slow down
No reason to get all worked up on this
Take your time, take your time
Never thought you'd be worrying over this
Money's a lie, it's a lie
some days are short
some days are long
some days I'm weak
some days I'm strong
some days are poems
some days are songs
some days are written
some days are drawn
some days I'm mended
that’s the problem, I don’t know
I’m on a wooden boat being tossed to and fro
Waking up feels so good
Wanna do it everyday, I think I would
A dream becomes reality
I hope I'm right
I'm blessed that I'm waking up because people really can't
Waking up is all I need
Breathe in, breathe out.
A rhythm to sleep's sweet song,
a dance that has no moves.
His body, my warmth.
His embrace for which I long,
frustrations of the day, all at once, I lose.
Throw me on the bed and rip my clothes off.
Give me hella head and force my legs apart.
Put it in slow and then fuck my brains out.
Cum and sweat all over, I shake and shout.
The black bird hiddenA crow, dark as nightAmong the willow branchesCascading to the groundA song so mournfulFlat and broken, a puzzleIncomplete.
She sings a song so soft and sweet
But it's filled with such sadness
It makes you want to cry
This song lets you feel her pain
And you want to scream
How can this be fair you wonder
When we were back in school I saw you in the corner , alone, afraid with no arms to call home
You cried every day wishing for some love;
still none came
i would torch the city
if it meant that you would see the light
a million little fears
breaking down into ash
and as the tears in your eyes reflected the inferno shining bright
as you began to break inside
Alone.
Isn't that how it starts?I sit alone, waiting for a call
A call that could possibly save my life.
I am alone.
My depression eats me alive
But I still try.
Try.
I try to be happy
DarkHorse::NightMare
This is the space between my eyes
This is the slowly rising tide
Hear the voices in my head
Listen, don't listen
The soundtrack to my life
is playing Beethoven's #5
scaring me half to death
scaring me as I try to find
something to change this song
and move on to something calm
Swish, the white and blue-lined silky fabric tingles my nylons
Big, bright lights glare into my eyes, but my smile stays put until the corners of my mouth ache.
for as long as i can remember, my friend Lindsey has been in love with Peter Pan.on a night of pill bottles and pale skin, Peter visited herhospital room and the green fringes of his kid-clothes
I lose myself, collapse; another breakdown,
I find myself; rised; another landslide,
I changed; succeded; another let down,
but those little things outside, shutdown.
I'd opened my eyes and saw what's inside,
[Verse 1:]
She’s got her pale white complexion
An admiring affection
Smooth silky skin
Burning touch, I feel it in
Wouldn’t want to meet again
Somewhere far below,
A sadness deep inside,
A voice inside my head,
Telling me to let go
Standing in the rain,
Buried in the ground,
I watch myself cry
These black gloves,
Yeah I never never know,
but it always goes to show
that I'm not you.
Oh yes it's true.
And you never never know,
but it always goes to show
that I'm just me.
Oh can't you see?
I feel your breath across my lips,
I feel your shaky fingertips.
Close those eyes and take it in,
As I brush against your winter skin.
You stay up late with your coffee filled veins,As I scribble down your name.And baby, I dream with my eyes open,I can't ever be the same.
Nostalgia hit me like a wave of nausea
And it ain't goin' away
So I thought I'd call just to remind ya
Of the good old days
Don't you miss 'em, oh I really miss 'em
I really miss you, too
I sit here; you sit there
I try to avoid your sidelong stare
Your hands are twitching by your side
I ignore the nerves you try to hide
This is why I don't go out on dates
Searching for the right thing to say
To somehow make your pain go away
There’s not much that I can do
So I’ll just be here for you
You don’t deserve this
Flashback to the simple times
Your skinny jeans black, your t-shirt white
‘Cause now you're covered up in layers and lies
It seems you've forgotten we had one hell of a ride
Most days I don't even wanna see your face.
You think everything in life is always a race.
If it was then I would win, even though I'm not tryin'.
How does it feel to always come in second place?
V1:
Always kept me on the shelf
what a never-ending hell
can I cope with all the stress?
Everyday I’m so depressed
V2:
Before I get as cold as stone,Before I finally die,Before I rest my weary bones,Please sing a lullaby.I've never heard one before;I don't know how they go,But 'fore I leave forevermore
i was a broken heart
tied up with frayed down string
bitterness sweetened by
your artificial things
and when i fell asleep
you were a guide to me
walked me through walls of lies
She was jogging late one evening As every night she did Aware not of the treachery That falling darkness hid
Let's take a drive
Me in the passenger seat
The taste of Alcohol and ciggarettes on your breath
It's summer crusing
Summer Dreaming
With you
Take me away
Back to the ocean
Whispers in the WindWritten by Adam M. SnowEntrance me with your tune,that gentle voice of yours.
One night, as I slept,
I dreamt a dream of voices.
In my dream,
I saw young choirs,
In the choirs,
I saw young children.
But no matter what,
I heard wonderful singers-
By the sea
I heard crashing of waves
And people...
I hear them shouting my name.
softly...
THEN LOUDLY!
SHOUTING LOUDLY,
"OH MORTAL!
HOW DARE YOU FIGHT US!
YOU CAN'T ESCAPE US!
"Hello," you say, "Goodmorning. How've you been?"
All I see is heaven
Lights and glory all in one.
It's how you carry yourself,
Carry yourself away from me
If anyone has listened
to the words of a song
One will surely hear
a time long gone
It comes quite swiftly
too fast to avoid
the feelings of the past
both of sorrow and joy
Stream of consciousness.
A fill of void and mess.
Generalizing my distress
in a field in which I won't digress.
Yes,
we are all in this world together.
I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid that I will never succeed
I’m afraid that my parents will be disappointed in my decisions
I’m afraid that the world will not accept me for who I am
Look above me and you will find
An unfinished song forgotten over time
The notes are perfect in my heart they will collide
I've been listening to the same song over and over.
My broken heart sings along because it knows all the words.
The tempo fades out.
Encore.
I sing a song to my Savior;
I sing it long and sweet.
The more days that pass,
The sooner we shall meet.
One day you will write a song for my soulAnd as soon as I hear it I'll just knowIt will be the tune I've waited for all alongYou'll run your fingers through my hair and say this is our song
(Intro:)
Here I want
But I just can't have you
My life is all about you
But you just can't seem to care
It was you though
It was you who ended it
One day my body decided to consume itself,
and the cells that once gave me life
will be the very own that destroy it.
I ran to life itself and fell on my knees
pleading
The sun is going down, but I don't mind
the sun is going down, but I don't mind
Kind people are hard to find so I,
Now forever in solitude,
You were quondam a token of grace.
Roaming the ford of the celestial stream
And belonging in my immaculate embrace.
The dulcet hold you whilom knew,
The wind whispers through the trees
Softly singing, trying to comfort me
But no song could sing me to sleep
On a night when the stars are so bright
one day
I was walking somewhere new
singing an unfamiliar tune
in a voice that was not my own.
the sand uncomfortable in my shoes
and the wind skipping across my skin
chilling me through
Crying to You was not what I wanted to do
For You to see me laying on the ground
face down caused sweet shame so I refrained
So here I am with my ball-point pen
Hoping what I write will be a musical win
Should I make it in the key of A or G?
I'm stressing out now, what should it be?
We all have song in our hearts.
Many are afraid to be heard.
Some people do not sing.
No, they do not sing a word.
Why would someone hold back,
If there could ever be a moment where I believed the love songs
It would be now
Because you're walking down the sidewalk
a sight as beautiful as heavens doors
When I was in middle school
I was such a fool
Hanging around with my pals
Acting so very “cool.”
But I’m in high school now
I’ll make it through somehow...
Oh for heaven’s sake
There is a certain lullaby
that floats through the air in spring
with its bright, vibrant colors
and cool, gentle bliss
the lullaby is the song
that Mother Nature sings
in her warm, breathy way
Little ones sing soft and sweet
In their castles safe to dream
I once lived in a castle too
Long before I was torn from you
Father, forgive me for I have sinned
What is the idea that started this all?
The one that broke the glass?
Voice…what is it?
Why is it that there are so many types?Some have voices…like the Mona Lisaand others have it as the crushedpaper you find in wastebaskets.
I feel the gazes
All the sages in the world couldn't take away the problems
The lie they tell
Is only a part of the pie they say sell
When we all fell
We were told that it was what we were all sold into
I can't distinguish my anger from the tearsBut still I wish you were hereThey say you never know what you had till its goneBut I've missed you for so long I've missed you for so long That January day will never fade awayThe feeling I felt when the
I flip open the lid
Put the earbuds in
Turn Pandora on
And think, "Where's my song?"
Where is the beat that
Stays with you like a hat
Or tells a story all my own
Of where I'm from, how I've grown.
Those harsh words you have spoken
Cannot be taken back with regret later
despite your regret, our relationship is broken
I guess the best gotten from you was your anger
My open mind made frown by a nation,
still keeping dark thoughts with hopes for color separation,
can't they see its just a spectacle,
a blimp in space and time, your words have no weight,
She really thought it was real this time
She was stubborn that this time, this time he was the one
So she danced with words on her tongue
And made him feel like a prince
I look to you for hope, I look to you for love, I look to you in times of desperation, Where there is none to give, I need your holy presence, For I come to loose the way, And when I do I learn to love, Loving greater than before, A love so grand
It took years to find you, and when I did, I didn't know I had.
Wisps of flowing white and knitted yarn lined your contours,
and I knew that my world had shifted course specifically for us to brush hands.
Set a melody in my heart
To sing only for You
Let the harmonies of all nations arise
Just for You, Lord.
He who holds the universe in its place
Holds my heart tonight.
He who makes the heart beat
Freedom is
- to each his own -
to some the wings to fly from home
to soar the sky
in search of the rumored happiness freedom is.
The choice he has
to spread his wings
There's just somethin
Bout the beat of a drum,
An acoustic guitar,
The way a man strums
That touches my heart
And moves my feet,
Always making me
Feel the beat
The cowboy boots
Not trying to impress,
Only trying to express,
But i digress.
Ingest my ideas
Regress to a state
With no hate
Grate my brain to rid it of pain
I can't explain
O world refrain
I’m alive,The sensory tips of my fingers help me feel free.The tiny particles of air,Smaller than we could ever fathom,Throwing the tiniest of punches at my armAs they whip by at a speed of 50 miles an hour Out in the open air,My skin flutters.I a
You take more than just rings
All the pearls and shiny things
It will never end
It will never ever end
You meet your victim at a bar
Enthralled by your unbounded beauty
That I admire all seven days a sennight,
It is me that you do not see;
My heart pounds madly at your mere sight.
Although we descend from people of conflicting histories,
The world has shut me out.
Told to never speak truths again.
My mind holds back my hearts true nature and shoves it in a corner of doubt.
My poor heart slowly becomes passive like a wild lion whipped into submission.
When you feel like the weight of the world is on you,
I'll be there to help you out.
'Cause I want to take away the pain and show you that there’s more than
These little things haunting and hurting you.
I am looking for a long-term fulfilling relationship with Music.Primal in beat, with ascending crescendos of melodyPassionate in rhythm, emoting steady confident surety
I wish that I could sing you a song
A song to take away your pain
Unfortunately
I can’t carry a tune
But if I could
You would be so amazed
At the melodies I would sing
Your soul would smile
I cry because you care, and I laugh because you're sincere
please don't get lost in the forest, oh dear.....
but i'll still love when you're not here, even though they'll call me weird
Just another quiet night
A song left on repeat
Singing softly to myself
Happily and completely
off beat.
Music, the icing on the cake,
Music, the jubilant fish in the lake.
The vibes of my heart,
The most colorful form of art.
My bright life and happiness so far,
Comes with the lid of the piano slightly ajar.
See the silent voices on the stand
The black and white beneath your hand
Do you dare to touch or even look
You gaze at the lines in the open book
The dots that bounce with yearning song
Standing still,
eyes planted on the framed piece before me.
Canary yellow, alive like a dandelion takes me back
to the two room house on Spaghetti Hill.
Red, as deep as blood that flows through our veins,
I baked an apple pie today,
Just for him. It patiently waits on the counter'
And maybe he'll see it on Sunday,
JImble gets aboard on the big fluffy puff,
Snowy white as the clouds;
As he flies high he yells "good-bye!"
Because nobody else was aloud.
Looking high towards the heavens, he trick-ley smiles,
My song sings millions
Though words are mute
Mute the chaos, the slander, the world—
The world needs to hear my song.
Soil Provides A Solid Stage
Rocks Are The Props
The Sun Provides A Spotlight
Wind Whistling A Gentle Tune
River Flows In Peaceful Melody
Rain Sings A Happy Song
Grass Swaying In Gentle Rhythm
What is pain?
What are tears?
When you have a million questions with no fears.
Born to this world
Without a trace.
Left in the dark, left to defend.
And, you start so low.
But, come up so high.
You don't know what to do
But that's okay because nobody knows
Just let the sun shine on your skin
And let the clouds carry you there
Let it all in
And don't block anything out
I really wanted to write you a love song
But I dont know how
the words are wrong
the message isn't strong
jummbled around
creating a different tune and sound
out of key
a strange melody
There's a song for every story
a story for every song.
It's one thing you can count on in the days that are so long.
Her singing is like an angels song
addicting and lovable with every note
She weaves me into her web of songs
Keeping me with every change in note
enchanting me till I know of nothing
except that of her
Fighter
Put on those gloves and I feel the power surge.
I feel the lightning in my veins.
I hear the thunder in my heart.
I become stronger with every drop of sweat.
I become faster with every breath.
A song for the brokenhearted.
The battered,
The bruised.
A song for the scared.
The trembling,
The timid.
A song for the fighters.
The determined,
The brave.
The World ending in Fire,
or perhaps in Ice,
Possibly Darkness,
Maybe Light.
The Fires of Passion.
Glaciers of Hatred.
The Fear of Darkness.
Light of Acceptance.
Would you sit with me again,
and pour your heart in song?
As I crawl and drag myself along,
You crawled too, shared my burden with me.
I know that saying: cheer up, or just smile,
Might not be the medicine to your pain,
Or saying: don’t worry; it’ll get better in a little while,
Might not be the antidote to the poison in your brain,
Would you stay? Just a little while longer.
Must you leave me right now?
Would you let me feel your gentle touch
Before I can feel it no more.
And your beautiful lullaby voice.
In the black of night,
A mournful song pierces the silence.
Crying to the moon,
The beast lifts his head once more.
His yellow eyes glow,
Stars fallen from the heavens
The sea sings a sweet song of my desire
Morning sunlight kisses my warm, pale cheeks
A marbled sunrise painted the color of fire
On wind-swept sand sea birds preen with their beaks
Lounging on a park bench, thinking back to my childhood days,
I’m reminded of myself and my playful ways.
Facetious, amused, lacking the demand for major decisions,
Every feeling and moment hard to envision.
He and I had something beautiful,
But so dysfunctional it couldn’t last
I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say,
It must have been love but it’s over now.
Some birds, kind sir, never break free of their cage.
Some birds think it nice inside the glistening, gold, columns of their prison.
In example, a Raven born into its' golden “home”,
