Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Walking Alone




Walking Alone

Neither sin nor holy deed,
Can unchain me from my need,
To hear your voice,
To feel your touch,
I never would have thought,
I'd miss you this much.

From the moment we parted,
I began wandering the uncharted,
To have truly loved,
And truly lost,
I stole a piece of heaven,
And must now pay the cost.

The world seems so void,
And I am terribly annoyed,
That no matter what I say,
No matter what I do,
No matter what the time,
I still think of you.

The hardest thing is not to call,
To sit and do nothing at all,
To agonize in solitude,
Over my terrible fate,
To walk into the future,
Without you, my perfect mate.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Freedom


I look out of my window,

And see days and months transforming into years

The Earth smells afresh, watered anew,

The Sunlight weaving in and out of the cold clouds,

The Rains brings together the wet memories of childhood,

The Winter reminds me of the songs , my mother sung to put me off to sleep.



They say its not your land, yet it feels like mine,

He tells You're not like me yet he seems the same.



I, Prisoner of old, look out through the iron rusted bars of my cell,

I see an Angel coming yonder from the land of dreams,

She shows me the warm prospects of life,

From her words, I feel like living once more,

Her promises and oaths drive me to experience life anew,

They say she is nothing,

Then why does she fight the world for me,

They say she is unlike me, but yet for me, she seems the same.



I look out through the darkness of my cell,

I see a new life wrapped in the colours of my land,

Fulfilling my wishes, she has forgotten her desires.

Serving my people, she has forsaken her own.


I wish- May all the happiness in the world be for her alone,

For her, I wish to live life again- once more.

They say my land is not hers, but still in my house she stays,

They say she is unlike me, but yet for me, she seems the same.



I, Prisoner of old, look at the world outside, through my cell,

And see Life inviting me to live once more.

I beget death to wait for some more time,

I want to live life, a little while and then I can sleep peacefully, forever.


Monday, August 31, 2009

Friends


Friends are what we live for
They're never not around
They'll be there for you
When life throws you to the ground

Nothing's ever too much trouble
They'll always gladly be there
And never start shouting
When you've gone wrong somewhere

It's never too late at night
It's never too early in the morning
They'll never make you plan ahead
They'll be round with five minutes warning

Unlike 'love' for that special someone
A friendship should never end
There's no point in having a person
Who's only a five-minute friend

They need to always have you near
They can't go on without
It's awful when you fight with them
You hate hearing them shout

But sometimes friendships are broken
With no explanation at all
Friends grow apart and move on
The bond between you will fall

Never let a friend drift away
If you love them enough then you'll know
That living without them is nothing
That's the way life is, it's just so

That's why my friends are important to me
I keep them all close in my heart
Through arguments, tears and laughter
To say I love ya is just a start

So open your arms and hug them
Incase it's the last time you do
Share everything with them you have
And then they will too...

Monday, August 10, 2009

Drifting


Drifting


I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect;
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,
To try to understand,
The many trials that I have known,
The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,
So confident and strong;
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,
To analyze and guess,
To scrutinize, investigate
My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life,
Some way to make a difference,
Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting
If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,
Always slightly out of sight;
A hazy vision out of reach,
Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there,
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,
To focus through the haze,
Just serves to add more questions,
Through my endless, tired gaze.

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,
To understand it all,
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,
Just adds upon the next,
But in the end, will I find truth ...
Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder
Than it has to be sometimes,
But will my searching bring to me
My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,
And confused as I feel now,
While questions bring no solitude,
To this, my wrinkled brow.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Arched Across The Sky


Arched Across The Sky

Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky,

On one end there, sat You

At the other end there, sat I.


Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end,

There would be my pot of gold

The sweet love of my dear friend.


The rainbow is a connection

Like a bridge from me to you,

It appears joined by sunlight

Then the grey skies turn to blue.


Arriving after the rainstorms,

It became so evident to me;

Thoughts of love follow rainbows,

They arched right across the sea.


A colourful arching rainbow,

It has no gate, it has no door.

It reaches from friend to friend,

It arches from shore to shore.


I smiled up today at the sky,

How far would my loving smile go,
It slid right over to the other side;
The other end of the coloured rainbow.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Life...


A life..

Oh! Don’t you see yonder?
A pretty girl on that shore..
Sitting there by her self,
Lost, Alone, Sad.beautiful.

Her wet lashes look up now and then
Seeking out onto the sea,
Searching beyond the horizon far
For when her sailor come back for her

Upon the rock she sat
As the waves beat across that
A wild beat that only the sea knew
Her sad heart swayed to the beat

Tears trickled down her face
Tiny salty drops fell into the water
Her hopes, her dreams, her life
Washed away with the huge waves

She knew he wouldn’t come back
Back from the world so far
So far behind he left her
She couldn’t follow him there

Oh! There she sits by herself
On that rock waiting
For her beloved to return
From the world unknown..

I Am Someone


I am someone
I walked past a dead face
even though the person was alive
I saw my eyes in the mirror
and cried at the sight
I looked at a person I didn't know
and I met a friend
I got heads to turn
when I walked past
I learned a lot about myself
when I lost a new friend
I cried every tear in my body
when I thought about love
I got hit bad
then got back in the ring
I climbed a mountain of rocks
and saw an eagle fly over- head
I heard terrible things about myself
when no one thought I was listening
I realized I was strong
when I didn't cry when it hurt
I found out who I was
when I was with someone else
I thought I was lost forever
when a friend found me
I held a life in my hand
and it was my own
I was a pawn in someone else's game
so I surrendered to a brook
I walked the fine line between surviving
and not wanting to survive
I still am
I am someone