Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Monday, 5 July 2010
Siren's Call
Fallen Angel, hear my cry.
As angels near from on high
Come with warning of the end
That thou's beauty must attend.
Wrongly Damned, I hear thou's weep,
A melancholy wake from troubled sleep,
From dreams of terror, passion and desire,
And thou's punishment in red hell's fire.
Calling Siren, I see thou's tears,
Marking the passage of solitary years,
I wipe them away, and kiss thou's lips,
in light of the moon that thou's beauty shall eclipse.
As angels near from on high
Come with warning of the end
That thou's beauty must attend.
Wrongly Damned, I hear thou's weep,
A melancholy wake from troubled sleep,
From dreams of terror, passion and desire,
And thou's punishment in red hell's fire.
Calling Siren, I see thou's tears,
Marking the passage of solitary years,
I wipe them away, and kiss thou's lips,
in light of the moon that thou's beauty shall eclipse.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Tearing Myself Apart
Because I'm tearing myself apart
With all that I've done.
Tearing apart my fucked up heart,
the heart that you've always won.
Because I'm tearing myself to pieces,
with all the guilt in my mind,
And because my love for you never ceases
Our souls are eternally twined.
Because I'm tearing my heart out,
Its no lie, I know it to be true.
Like the rain in my mind's drought,
it never comes, just like you.
Because I'm tearing what you gave me,
The way you smashed my soul,
Giving no thought to the left behind debris,
No thought to what will make me whole.
Because I'm gluing up the cracks,
Repairing the mirror, shards of I,
You give no thought to these tear tracks-
That seep from my blue eye.
Because I'm healing after all this time,
Remembering you and your love,
Remembering those memories sublime,
And the pain afterwards thereof.
With all that I've done.
Tearing apart my fucked up heart,
the heart that you've always won.
Because I'm tearing myself to pieces,
with all the guilt in my mind,
And because my love for you never ceases
Our souls are eternally twined.
Because I'm tearing my heart out,
Its no lie, I know it to be true.
Like the rain in my mind's drought,
it never comes, just like you.
Because I'm tearing what you gave me,
The way you smashed my soul,
Giving no thought to the left behind debris,
No thought to what will make me whole.
Because I'm gluing up the cracks,
Repairing the mirror, shards of I,
You give no thought to these tear tracks-
That seep from my blue eye.
Because I'm healing after all this time,
Remembering you and your love,
Remembering those memories sublime,
And the pain afterwards thereof.
Firebird's Gift
There was once a firebird’s gift,
Never to end, from soul to soul
This curse would shift,
And each bearer would feel its toll.
For the bearer would play with fire,
Journey to hell and back,
Toy with evil and its desire,
And no enemy would attack.
Because this gift, the bearer of this curse,
She would decide which side to choose,
For Good, and light, or for evil and worse,
And the other side would truly lose.
Never to end, from soul to soul
This curse would shift,
And each bearer would feel its toll.
For the bearer would play with fire,
Journey to hell and back,
Toy with evil and its desire,
And no enemy would attack.
Because this gift, the bearer of this curse,
She would decide which side to choose,
For Good, and light, or for evil and worse,
And the other side would truly lose.
Friday, 18 June 2010
For someone
Because I'm the pink and you're the black
two colours that sit beside one another so well
always to disagree but never to attack
because to do that would to strike the unchimed bell
two colours that sit beside one another so well
always to disagree but never to attack
because to do that would to strike the unchimed bell
Keep yourself apart
Me myself and I
One, solitary, alone
Never a secondary sigh,
Never an accompanied throne.
One, solitary, alone
Never a secondary sigh,
Never an accompanied throne.
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