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Sunday, 19 September 2010

Murderer. >murderer< Murderer

Hear her blood curdling screams?
From the depths of heartache,
Relentless is her torment.

Dear maiden, what wrong deserves such isolation?
(Such banishment? Sweet lady?)

See your garments, once purest white,
Now tattered and soiled.
Your voice, so eloquent and soft was your young tongue.
Now like fire-it's only purpose is vengeance.

(How will she ever sucuumb?)

Oh! fair angel, from the heaven's wide loins were you bore.
Thus descedending from a lover's noose.

I buried said maiden on a somber Wednesday.
Her dark eyes remained open as the earth swallowed her lifeless corpse

(This way, kind lady, you may witness your undertaking,
And :in death:: seek the answers to your abominable miserey and forgotten existence)

Dear maiden, what wrong hath thou committed that deserved such cold isolation?
How can she ever sucuumb?

~~

To let love die is the same thing as killing it.
Murderer. Murderer. Murderer.
"Absence from those you love is self from self, a deadly banishment"

You were my greatest failure.
You were my strongest hope.
You were my closest friend.
You were my only light.

Poisonous.
Life-sucking.
Back-stabbing.

Coward!

As I lay dieing, you laughed, you smiled, (you deceived). You Lived.

Wrethced, miserable creature, why are you weeping now?
Are you lonely sobbing creature?
Are you bleeding? Are you dying?

Poor creature...
Do you think me ignorant of such pain?

I had but only love for you, showed you kindness and loyalty.
I sacrificed too~Everything I did for you~
Why do you think me so falsely dear one?
Why does your tongue lash out with such furver?
Why do you continue to abhor me?

To let Love die is the same thing as killing it.

Murderer.

Murderer.

Murderer...

~~~~

Tuesday, 27 April 2010

Breathless

The moon is high and the stars in your eyes.
Shimmer like diamonds.
Light up my heart in a thousand rainbows.
The way you look in the night
...tonight

Its magic.
(It's love)
Enchantment.Romancement.
What an honour. What luck . Just to get..
this close to you...
Then you smile, a laugh escapes your lungs.
And the stars fall weightless.
(Like rain)
One by one, an ocean of light
My heart must refrain from flying
If I said it was nothing, I'd be lying.
There's no use denying.
I'm breathless.
Relentless.Helpless.
I couldn't care less
(For morality.reality.or reason.)
The sun is warm on my skin, my hair wisps lazily on my neck
And you're looking at me
that way..

Saturday, 24 April 2010

Do you know just what you do?

If I told you to run would you fly?

If I told you to come would you appear by my side?

If I told you to wake, why are you slumbering now?

If I told you I'm ill, would you nourish me?

If I told you I died, would you weep?

If I told you you're beautiful, why are you silent now?

Maybe we're two fish, in two separate bowls.
((why are you not here with me))

Perhaps we are birds of a different feather.
((will you run away with me))

Escape, precious jewel, escape!

If I told you I vanished, would you search for me?
((like I did))

If I told you to leave, would you be empty?
((like I was))

What if fear prevented you from seeing.
((truth))

What if I told you I loved you.
((unconditionally))

What if I told you, I'd never stop.
And I'd always be there.
((for you))

I'm
breathless.
relentless.
And I
couldn't care less.

((for reality. morality. or reason))

Monday, 13 October 2008

These Are the Days

These are the days...
When our youth is praised
And our memories will surely fade.
When choices decide our tomorrows
And yesterday's mistakes we made.
These are the days...
When our hands are raised,
In innocent reverence to God above.
When prayers slide off our tongues,
In a pool of forgiveness and love.
So fret not brothers and sisters!
Strip your hearts of pain and sorrow.
Worry no more of selfish things.
For today could be the yesterday,
You all remmeber tomorrow.
Death is such a sacred thing...
That constantly reminds us,
Of the fragility of life,
And the numbering of our days.
Our time on earth is just a passing
Into a more eternal phase.
As our youth is full of despair,
Pain, and constant bewilderment.
Let your hearts not grow weary,
In the times of joy and merriment.
Every smile that wrinkles your face,
Could be a blessing, unintentionally sent.
We represent a life that is soon to pass,
But others may never forget.
Live your days with dreams and praise.
And dance when music plays.
Speak the prayer that's on your heart
And sing when rain displays.
One day, we'll be old and grey,
Rembering back to our yesterday
Longingly, we'll sigh and say.
"Those were the days."

Psalm 71:17
O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto have I declared thy wondrous works.

Psalm 127:4
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth

Go now...and be encouraged..