... or this... spit drenched flames pt2???
Sometimes I wonder,
Why we stand in the rain
Or Smile thru the pain
Telling each other
This is meant to be…
Sometime I wonder why you’re so far away
Can’t even beg you to stay
You don’t come by my place
Anymore
Anyway.
Its broken chords of a brand new song
Where we belong
Together
Forever
In the remains of a burnt down dream
Ashes and screams
Smiles and tears
Hopes and fears
Sometimes I wonder
Why I still wait
For you to say
That u still care
You give a damn
When I know so well,
there isn’t a plan
In which we can
Hold hands
Into the future
And
Sometimes it all stops!
To make sense
To make amends
Like trying to save
A moth from its fate,
Its fiery grave
Sometimes it’s like erasing a face
From an empty space
Left behind
By a stitch in time
A story told in mime
Broken chords of a brand new song
Where we belong
Together
Forever
In The remains of a burnt down dream
Ashes and screams
Smiles and tears
Hopes and fears
Sometimes I wonder, if you dream
Like I do
Of you and me
Like it used to be
Standing in the rain
Smiling thru the pain
Telling each other
I love you
Sometimes I wonder…
Sometimes I do.
Sometimes I don’t know why
I still miss you
Your clothes are scattered, on someone else’s face,
Your love lies battered
In a shallow grave…
My hands are cold now
Look how I yawn
Who’s going to come now
And tell me I’m wrong
I dun wanna wonder
And I dun wanna wait
I just want you to know this,
It wasn’t fate…
No it wasn’t fate.
It’s broken chords
Of a brand new song
Where we belonged
Where we belonged
Together, so, happy
Forever, so, proud
But now all it feels like
Is a candle burning out
Just like a candle…
Burning out.
i do believe i shud quit trying my hand at poetry. Sigh :(
Wy must i suck so bad??
Comments
(there R nicer words for free verse this poignant...)
Lady: Only when i write sweet heart.... onlt when i write... u know that.
greetings from britainland
You know in your heart why it can never suck... because you felt every word... and each one is true
Hmph
Wheni feel every word i don't even care if it sucks, i didn't here... not every word anyway some were just used for rhyming purposes. But thnx for that it dun suck :D
TDH: Br tag??? Dunno what yur reffering to, but seriously if you think this is redeemable by all means, remove it i'll be flattered.
Poetic prose indeed, Bf certainly does have an effect on you huh ;)
Mehwish: Lady, you're the best thing for my ego since being hit on by the drop dead gorgeous bar tender in a houston snooker club.
God bless you in every way and form of the word. Rest assured if i do get myself published you will find your name in the 'dedictaed to' section of the book :D
Its just pure,simple,raw feelings.
And it has some sort of honesty about it, something so basic and simple it appeals to the primary process of thinking, not the higher ones at first. It is also different from the way you write prose, it feels more like you are talking or making the other experience what you want to narrate rather than weave a narrative around a very simple and basic fact.
And ya, I cant seem to figure it out, I guess youre right when you say we live in each others head.
Apt and Relatable, to quite an extent...hmmm....
And oh yah! permanent state of existence?! Hell NO!!!
was just out of town and oh...just read my post
When i'm trying too hard and when i'm not trying at all... When i want to make myself weap and when iw ant to make everyone else cry... you just get it.
Maybe because, we find ourselves in similiar emotional straits these days, or maybe our mental architecture was drawn from the same blue print... i dunno, what it is. Or why, you end up hearing exactly what i'm saying instead of the colors its coated in.
I'm a whole new kind of flattered all of a sudden.
Anything one writes from the heart can't suck, don't insult your feelings and emotions.
Besides, the post was brilliant, touching and most importantly truthful.
Sonia
"..you end up hearing exactly what i'm saying instead of the colors its coated in"
mutually felt.
hmmm...."mental acrchitecture was drawn from the same bule print", interesting and worth-giving-some thought-to type of statement.
could be.