thank you very much, CR.:)
hope you had a nice day!
been me
been you been us
been what not, yet have been
where I have been and you have been
been one.:)
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thank you very much, CR.:)
hope you had a nice day!
been me
been you been us
been what not, yet have been
where I have been and you have been
been one.:)
As far as days go, 'twas alright.... thanks for asking.
Nice retort! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
* * * * *
been one
of those days, you
know the kind where nothing
quite goes the way you had planned it
oh well!
thanks!
oh well!
but sequel to
my story is yet to
come but I really don't know
when,how?
when, how
will this resolve....
children killing children,
machine guns slung, askew, on thin
shoulders
shoulders
burdened with guns
are not the solution
to eradicate an abstract
villain
villain
dark face inside
dark hood, crouching in dark
alleys, catch the unsuspecting
naive
naive
and gullible
some people get impressed
by outer appearances and
suffer
suffer
rife undue guilt
for the accidental
discharge and whole fragmentation
of vice
of vice
and of virtue
humankind waffles in
indecision, moving between
extremes
extremes
of weather-eyes
of fire, cold heart, unyielding
edifice of your disdain; I
depart
depart
your dark caging.
soar above the confines
of our current reality.
sweet dreams.
sweet dreams
are no more there
all i have is sleepless
nights, eyes gazing at the stars for
my love
my love
has wandered off
looking for you, always
vigilant, never careless or
flippant
flippant
jester making
light of the dark, juggling
feelings as if they were shiny
baubles
congats CR on touching the 2000 mark!:)Quote:
Originally Posted by CdnReader
baubles
pose themselves as
electrons and protons
form the substance of universe
whatnot?
Clever!Quote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
what, not
again, my love?
I can never tire of
repeating twixt dark and dawn- I
love you
"love you."
silence thunders
in the void left by your
absent response. curse myself
a fool.
a fool
a citizen
whatever you call it
I refuse to be part of it
leave me
leave me
to weep in the
wake, drowning in your quick
passing, floundering and gasping
for air
for air
to flutter wings
of a butterfly or
the blades of a windmill the west
wind blows
needs thrust
and energy
to propel us beyond
the boundaries of this present
concept
concept
is like a dream
it may seem true to one
mind but false to the other or
may change
may change,
june flows like a
summer stream, then july
hammers the senses, hazy and
hot days
hot days
August lurching
toward us like a mad
dog-killing sun has us in it's
crosshairs
crosshairs
identify
targets, triggers pulled by
madmen who feel justified in
their rage
Their rage
It echoes on
But the sound of their cries
Has vanished into the abyss
With time
with time
counting away
the seconds of our lives,
how can we not grasp every bit
with glee?
with glee
we gnash the pulp
of life, tearing the meat,
sucking the juice, feeling it give
us life
us life
now imprisoned
in a cold, sunless sphere
day after day, without a torch
to guide
to guide
the loveless and
the blind, the white bird flies
into the storm, into the dark
with you
with you
I expose the
inner core of me, the
soft, untouched parts that languish there,
unseen.
unseen,
in the great depths,
down, down below the sea,
a secluded cave of beauty
is mine.
is mine
somewhere out there,
the uncluttered hour,
the faceless clock, space with silence
real time
real time
and surreal
timelessnesses, we are
born to live through the years, then lose
the tracks
the tracks
as thin as sticks
held my train, now broken
and motionless, pulled off its course
to death
To death
I leave these words
You shall fail to take me
Until given authority
By me.
I like this one, SymphonyQuote:
Originally Posted by symphony
Thanks Fire. :)
By me,
the roads create
a destiny. In me,
rests centuries of history...
of me.