This is one of the longest poem I have written. |
You carried your love to the skies you carried your midnight. Under a bird’s wing you’ll fly not my blinding sight of the shadows that enters at dawn feel like you’ve been waiting for long. Understand a still sound… that seems to linger one of a stranger --stranger with unfolding path --whispering grass that seems over due nothing is up to you within the day you are confused. Don’t understand the way you would convey like the water that reaches the bay (don’t bother to stay). A tree that would just let us be nothing else… not exactly that will hide the evilness that’s inside happiness will glide Feel like you’ve been left behind not under the sunshine. Your hopes will disappear heart is filled with despair the despair that would float in the air and start to move on don’t know where you belong… not with the flowers but with the thorns been there since you were born… clenching a good luck charm. Distance away --- alarm you have seen the way you have been. Then you take a step Outside then to the inside (help) you wonder with all the thunder cold winds make me shiver asked yourself if it would matter you look at the distant house so quiet that you can hear the stir of a mouse. A killer’s mind is arouse By the feeble and the weak Thick clouds resembles sheets Ask”What time shall we meet?” Walk A family of five you stalked why must you prove? for today I must be true. You came closer wishing that you had known her… looking through the window. Where should you go? movements has to be slow, remember to stay motionless … some sort of spell. Are you depress? I can tell. Don’t bother to answer, if it is a yes. Seeing through the live living room overcome by your sudden gloom One day you would be consumed. You hear your pounding heart. Your breath, Someone’s shouting “Are you upset?” “No” you say, “Anything I would let…” Hear your voice Still… Every thing is against your will. |