-For Tallia-
A Poet's Eyes
I'm seeing through a poet's eyes,
and breathing in his words.
soaking all my time in this,
and falling for his verse.
I'm seeing through a poet's eyes,
all is blue and grey.
finding what is true in life,
evil in darkness lay.
I'm seeing though a poet's eyes,
his tears now cloud my view.
of all the things that he holds dear,
of everything that's true.
I'm seeing through a poet's eyes,
and cannot turn away.
to all the pain he hides from me,
the feelings he cannot say.
I'm touching now a poet's soul,
my words weigh heavy-insight-
for to darken now this poet's hole
to be to take away the light.
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Sitting atop a mountain,
And staring at the sky.
Shaking from the ice cold air,
Pretending not to cry.
Thinking of a warmer place
Somewhere far but why?
My life is just a perfect mess,
My smile is just a lie.
Everything is going well,
My family loves me why?
For they look for all the good in me,
But they really don't even try.
Dreaming of a different place,
Something new but why?
I really am quite content,
Living within this lie.
Is everything still going well,
And I will not ask you why.
For you will look for sympathy,
And now you know I lie.
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Hear the sound
Heed the call
There's something out there beyond this wall
Something rich, something bright
I find myself chasing a light.
The brightest star in the sky,
I'm scared of it and I don't know why.
It threatends me like some great vice,
It's heart is cold, it's hands are ice.
And as I cower within this cell
I think of God, I think of Hell
And on these bricks as so I lean
I think of a place for which to dream.
Somewhere out beyond the wall
I heard the sound, I heed the call.
And now I sit and I wait
For someone out to take the bait
And free me from my prison cell
And take my place within this hell.
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Deep inside, beyond my reach
A child cries and strains to speak
His voice is broken by sobs and tears
Because deep inside awaits his fears
Shadows movement, and owls cry
A god's improvement in which a lie
He's old enough to see the fact
That some things happen yet none react
A mother murdered, a killer freed
Who will fight, or stand, or heed
The warnings written in blood or tears
In warnings written await our fears
I look away, change my view,
With hopes of a better day
I take my eyes off the crime the greed,
And moral black decay
And now I know what to do when a child cries...
Calm him softly, wipe his tears, and tell him only lies
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I get on my knees and I pray
I move the words but nothing I say
Will keep my safe, will keep me warm
Underneath this world a valley of storm
I close my eyes and clasp my hands
My words are a grain in a desert of sand
I beg to my God for days in the past
I beg to him Please for moments to last
But time will go on, and days will soon end
To bury the pain from this life once again
I pray again now, for why I don't know
I pray that the scars on my face will not show
But just as the sun will rise for the day
With all of these words-the nothings he'll say
-dreams
I wait for dreams when I wait for night.
I wait for screams when there is no light.
I wait for gold when I wait for you.
When my heart is cold it longs for you.
When there is no light why can't I see?
For I know it is you who looks for me.
I close my eyes and day turns night.
I dream your words to wish good night.
And think of hands, your touch, your face.
The love which God cannot replace.
I've sang before these words, this song,
But in an instant it will all be gone.
For years, they seem, are seconds with you.
And how I know our love is true..
That when you leave you love's not gone.
It stays alive within this song.
And stays awake while in the dark.
For it lives eternal within my heart.
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