No move still
Thursday, April 14, 2011
The light flickers wavering to rest
The sound fade in a swirl of rainbow melody
Black to white, the scenery seems to blur
The night is young but the mind wants to defer
The forces that be pull the soul into the depths
With a shuddering thud the eyes succumb into like death
Then stands in a disarray of pictures, that life seem to awaken
Trying to grasp what there is that in reality cannot happen
Searching for meaning in that never ending darkness
With a suffocating feeling when time ceased to pass
Then flashes that life which seems so alive
In an altering dimension where hopes reside
The hue blinds trying, wanting to deceive
The sight rushes the eyes wanting to believe
Then the world shakes and everything is put to stop
The mind chases in memory the scenes from bottom to top
The sights turn to blur and in a swirl pull back to light
The eyes slowly open in the passing of the night
Monday, April 4, 2011
The darkness creeps into the waters
as the night passes through the sea.
The hushed rustling of the wind defers
as the tide of the spring nears.
All in the deep glittered with the beam
as the bright moon scattered to its brim.
Then vanished everything with the glare
the sea reflecting the moons nightmare.
In thousand words came midnight's stare
the mighty sea crumbling through the rocks
From black to white the tide collide
With what of fear the water lacks
The wind starts howling with the moon sublime
In glinting strokes of zenith a passing
time was ticking in the sea's uprise
on the day the moon comes anew turning.
With the wind and the might the sea came crashing
Trying to reach that which kept shining
In a glimpse of darkness it turned to white
On its sparkling tears it breaks through the night.
And before the hour the moon did fall,
the day came shining with the light appall
the sea came screaming in all delight
waiting for the darkness to creep tonight
Saturday, January 8, 2011
It's apparent where the wind is blowing.
I never meant for it to end this way.
It sucks now that I feel that it should, that it would.
This can't be the end.
Not now, not today, not in any way.
But if it has to end, I'll accept it.
Just let all the grudges out,
And let it end knowing it didn't do so in bitterness