Your need to look at the sky
For answers that don't
Deserve a question
Is a familiar joke.
When one believes the world
Is there for their own
Satisfaction
They'll be in the dark, alone.
You drew several pictures
Of that man again.
Tell me he's special,
The kind you'd recommend.
For where he may lead you
Is none of my business
But I'll interject
When he leaves you in a mess.
The world is wonderful
With rationality.
But we delude ourselves
With our nationality.
For some reason you enjoy
Dividing eachother
Into segments
That dislike one another.
You might be impervious
To derision,
Though I see no hope
In your new religion.
Thursday, 23 May 2013
Monday, 20 May 2013
Rhythm Of Life
We can take a step back
But the rhythm will carry on.
Then we are out of sync
With the rest of the melody,
Trying to find our place
As a polyphony.
We wander in and out
In search of parity
But it's lost, it's gone
Too far ahead to catch.
We reach to discover
Our own beat to begin
A new rhythm of life,
A change to the sheet.
We begin new notes,
We start with a clef.
We know our own score
But how do we compete?
The orchestra is playing,
It never once stopped.
You tried to think
But it marched on
In the key of sharp
While your time was flat.
Now the world whispers
About around your ears.
Your lost in this world,
Your stanza isn't that.
But the rhythm will carry on.
Then we are out of sync
With the rest of the melody,
Trying to find our place
As a polyphony.
We wander in and out
In search of parity
But it's lost, it's gone
Too far ahead to catch.
We reach to discover
Our own beat to begin
A new rhythm of life,
A change to the sheet.
We begin new notes,
We start with a clef.
We know our own score
But how do we compete?
The orchestra is playing,
It never once stopped.
You tried to think
But it marched on
In the key of sharp
While your time was flat.
Now the world whispers
About around your ears.
Your lost in this world,
Your stanza isn't that.
Friday, 17 May 2013
Little
Taking a step back into the abyss
Away from the growing outside.
The walls will climb around me
And the clocks will stop this time.
I want nothing more of this
Constant stream of feelings
That run riot around my mind
And thrust towards the ceiling.
I can waste no more time
Echoing my bouzouki
Towards the empty space
That drops between my feet.
May it be that we write,
from time to time,
Little love notes
That belittle our lies.
We strive for nothing but passion
In our own small talk.
Then we learn to forget it
And erase it like chalk.
We've learnt little in love.
Away from the growing outside.
The walls will climb around me
And the clocks will stop this time.
I want nothing more of this
Constant stream of feelings
That run riot around my mind
And thrust towards the ceiling.
I can waste no more time
Echoing my bouzouki
Towards the empty space
That drops between my feet.
May it be that we write,
from time to time,
Little love notes
That belittle our lies.
We strive for nothing but passion
In our own small talk.
Then we learn to forget it
And erase it like chalk.
We've learnt little in love.
Tuesday, 14 May 2013
Pride
It's gone from you, the rain will disappear
Then fade into the beautiful light.
It's hiding from you, the clouds will rise
Then you'll see them not this night.
Everything's much darker with your eyes open.
It's sneaking on you, the sun will fall
Beneath the equatorial darkness.
It's looking at you, the moon is not
succumbed to her usual starkness.
Everything's less blue when you see copen.
It's on top of you, sink beneath your feet
And try to run if you can.
It's now with you, that's your pride
And she's been reopened.
Then fade into the beautiful light.
It's hiding from you, the clouds will rise
Then you'll see them not this night.
Everything's much darker with your eyes open.
It's sneaking on you, the sun will fall
Beneath the equatorial darkness.
It's looking at you, the moon is not
succumbed to her usual starkness.
Everything's less blue when you see copen.
It's on top of you, sink beneath your feet
And try to run if you can.
It's now with you, that's your pride
And she's been reopened.
Thursday, 9 May 2013
Somebody
Talking into the darkness, hiding yourself.
What is supposedly you, isn't really there,
But a blank page of mysteries you wish
To show to the world but daren't care.
You can never be somebody here
Because you can never be exposed.
Just a set of pixels sworn together
By the imagination of those
That can see it, behind the door
You've given and decidedly locked.
The dream you've led is made real,
That somebody is stopped and blocked.
To the others in this reality,
You are there to be that nobody.
In which you are there to pretend
To be the dream of that somebody.
Your eyes will watch the new world,
It'll unfold into something timeless,
Something bold, where you stand out.
But still you are the useless,
Frightful somebody that has sat there
Dreaming of this new life that is not.
Your true you is to be left from you
As the life you had is forgot.
And once more, where you were somebody,
You are now a nobody
What is supposedly you, isn't really there,
But a blank page of mysteries you wish
To show to the world but daren't care.
You can never be somebody here
Because you can never be exposed.
Just a set of pixels sworn together
By the imagination of those
That can see it, behind the door
You've given and decidedly locked.
The dream you've led is made real,
That somebody is stopped and blocked.
To the others in this reality,
You are there to be that nobody.
In which you are there to pretend
To be the dream of that somebody.
Your eyes will watch the new world,
It'll unfold into something timeless,
Something bold, where you stand out.
But still you are the useless,
Frightful somebody that has sat there
Dreaming of this new life that is not.
Your true you is to be left from you
As the life you had is forgot.
And once more, where you were somebody,
You are now a nobody
Wednesday, 8 May 2013
Goblins And Rainbows
Tearing up the sky like a dagger,
Gold will fall, and fall fast,
Creeping by the sky like a dark angel.
There, nothing is surpassed.
The water drips from the sky,
Quickly burning all that flies
And all that creeps on the ground.
It's hide to stay alive.
A glow rips up from the earth,
Stones and gold spring out
And lay before the summit of heaven.
Stand and erase all the doubt.
All swords shall be drawn,
All shields will be ready,
All men shall walk the breadth of the land,
To grasp their hands in the plenty.
No history shall be remembered.
The footsteps of the past
Shall be washed by every river,
Every stream, every cast.
Banish every name to peril,
Uplift the trees to cover all.
All that could have been there
Will be lost to those that stand tall.
The last remnants will be lifted
High into the sky with the vapour.
The sun will spread her light
And cut everything down like paper.
The jaws of nature will unclench,
What is dead is now free.
Their journey has now ended,
The empty land shall let them be.
The colours will rein supreme,
Shining above all who can gaze.
There she is, the last sound,
Never peace, only slaves.
Gold will fall, and fall fast,
Creeping by the sky like a dark angel.
There, nothing is surpassed.
The water drips from the sky,
Quickly burning all that flies
And all that creeps on the ground.
It's hide to stay alive.
A glow rips up from the earth,
Stones and gold spring out
And lay before the summit of heaven.
Stand and erase all the doubt.
All swords shall be drawn,
All shields will be ready,
All men shall walk the breadth of the land,
To grasp their hands in the plenty.
No history shall be remembered.
The footsteps of the past
Shall be washed by every river,
Every stream, every cast.
Banish every name to peril,
Uplift the trees to cover all.
All that could have been there
Will be lost to those that stand tall.
The last remnants will be lifted
High into the sky with the vapour.
The sun will spread her light
And cut everything down like paper.
The jaws of nature will unclench,
What is dead is now free.
Their journey has now ended,
The empty land shall let them be.
The colours will rein supreme,
Shining above all who can gaze.
There she is, the last sound,
Never peace, only slaves.
Monday, 6 May 2013
In My Mind
There's only so much light
When you turn out the dark.
There's only so much glow
When you look at the stars.
There's only so much distance
When you live so far.
There's only so much dust
When you've left for so long.
There's only so much muscle
When you've been so strong.
There's only so much of you
When it has been this long.
There's only so much sight
When you've left my eyes.
There's only so much fire
When the smoke goes high.
But there will always be you
In my mind.
When you turn out the dark.
There's only so much glow
When you look at the stars.
There's only so much distance
When you live so far.
There's only so much dust
When you've left for so long.
There's only so much muscle
When you've been so strong.
There's only so much of you
When it has been this long.
There's only so much sight
When you've left my eyes.
There's only so much fire
When the smoke goes high.
But there will always be you
In my mind.
Sunday, 5 May 2013
Blurry Mirror
A timeless photo,
The one in which you've kept grasped,
Locked up in your hand
Without a vision or a reason to pass.
An Inspiring song,
The melody that flows with you
From this season to the next,
Without a stranger's ear tuning in to.
A final dance,
The last time you whisper an amble
Before the curtain opens
And you take one more defining gamble.
It's there, you hide your shine,
The true person.
The one in which you've kept grasped,
Locked up in your hand
Without a vision or a reason to pass.
An Inspiring song,
The melody that flows with you
From this season to the next,
Without a stranger's ear tuning in to.
A final dance,
The last time you whisper an amble
Before the curtain opens
And you take one more defining gamble.
It's there, you hide your shine,
The true person.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)