Dusk sweeps away the day
I’ve tried and now I’m tiring
The dogs of drudgery have barked
The forces have been conspiring
The hues have faded into grey
“Lead me, Oh kindly dark!”
To the sky beyond obscuring clouds
Across the starry park
Rotate, Revolve, roving routine
Round, I spun, a web around my self
Wrangled, Entangled, all wound up
Let me now unwind upon my shelf
Tunnel of sleep, cycle restarts
Last moon begins to fade away
All I’m left with is a “why”
At the end of the Day
I was fighting for life, before I lived
And what does Hope do?
She seeps through coiling life chords
Gasps to give me first breath
She protects me like a celestial aura
Snatching me from death
She swings with me through labour’s dance
And gives my life a ‘first’ chance
I watched my love walk away from me
And what does Hope do?
She takes me in her outstretched arms
And sings me a romantic song
The notes invoke desires unknown
Releasing emotions strong
She tells my heart, a wounded dove
That “Beyond this love, lies love”
I gave up on her, abandoned her
And what does Hope do?
She twirls around my begging hand
Puts coins in my bowl
Harvesting strength from my hidden depths
She feeds my starving soul
She forgives me, this dying wretch
And clasps on tight to my arm outstretched
I lay down on the bed of death
And what does hope do?
She turns away, with a wicked smile
And looks down at her watch
She tears my heart asunder
The pain of death turned up a notch
She holds the feared scythe to my eye
And laughs hollow until I die
Taking my fingers from the swell of her heart
And placing them on the trigger of my gun
Call it blindness, go on, give it a name
But it’s hard to see that she isn’t the one.
Severing roots of a seven year old tree
That promised rosy blossoms – eternal bloom
Every year and every tear would watch its growth
The tree of love swaying amidst the forest of doom
The lips are locked, the fate has been sealed
Our soft love song is reaching a bloody crescendo
“I love you to death” the words that escape me
Are no longer just a harmless innuendo
If I can’t love her, nobody can
Her heart, her body was mine alone
She died by my hand, she died in my arms
The queen of my heart lay there, dethroned
Now in another woman’s arms I lie
The same love song for her I croon
As though nothing remains of her but a memory,
A coffin, 6 feet of earth and a Heart Shaped Wound
Hey… After a LONG time (Again!), I wrote this… it’s the lyrics to a song who’s bass & basic chords i’ve composed, I’m hoping to have this as my 1st ever debut composition… Read & see if you’ll like…
A House built from Memories
Four walls closing inward
Bricks crumbling in my mind
Like clipped wings of a bird
A window to the solemn world
Shows me your once smiling face
A brightness filling your senses
A sight I haven’t seen for days…
I don’t remember how it happened
I held onto you so tight but you broke free
I can’t imagine myself living in a world
That doesn’t have you
So I’m living in a Memory
She stands on that railway line
Derailing my train of thought
I can’t let her slip away from me
Cause she’s all my mind has got
She’s left me in this mortal world
Too cold now to stay alive
As good as dead without you
But with you I couldn’t survive
(CH)
Bridge: We lived all our lives on the edge of our seats
We lived all our lives with the sea at our feet
I wish I didn’t survive by the skin of my teeth
And turn to find you gone
And turn to find me alone
And now my memory it fails me ‘cause… (CH)
NICE??? Learn it up, ’cause someday you’ll be singing along 
Moving through circumferences on the face of a clock
Pillars and posts go gliding by like clouds
Running in seeming circles around the same block
Pandemonium, a warning screamed aloud.
Like a lotus in a swamp, the idle man stands and watches
His eye-balls swing in sockets nearly hollow
Looks, smirking, as 7 pm quickens us a few notches
And down the horizon a running sun he follows
Dashing, crawling, cannot stop because the point
Constantly moves, leaving the broken in its wake
And pierces those that a second of rest appoint
And scoops around its face those who aren’t awake
We’ve slowly quickened our time to pandemonium
When at every success another one’s due
Responsible for pushing this constant pendulumn
Life is the longest thing you’ll ever do…
(Written when I was quite high…)
Silver thread gleams – weft in a corner
Arachnid making a home in my cranium
I open my eyes to a sprawling blue brightness
As the smoke billows steam engine carbons
Logarithms and theorems fall like apples on my head
Defying the gravity that works my mind, undiscovered
Hydrogen and Oxygen break waves on my face
All heat is transferred, yet the world remains ice cold
She secretes a silk, building her home’s foundation
Baffling your text-book logic with psychadelic design
A survival instinct – primal, yet chemical in its imbalance
Signs of a science, no experiment could know
Could never tell when in phenomena would give
In all the complexity of your compounds, a reason
Why enzymes playing biochemistry for decades
Go still, with the passing of a single, silver capsule.
Today as I burn away the midnight oil
Put afterthought aside and stare at blanks
I wander inwards, cross a road inside my head
Ending up at the crossroads sobriety hasforever feared
I stare at my fingers, I want to see wings
But I see knuckles white from gripping my cage
Eyes fixed at a screen I thought was my outlet
Realising I’m using my guile to ensnare myself
My youth is fading, dreams passing by like clouds
While I look up thinking I’ll float on them someday
One day these white clouds will turn the deepest grey
And rain down, extinguishing the fire raging within
Don’t show me your treasures and white envelopes
Envelopes just envelope me with hatred
Don’t lead me to slaughter with promises
I’ve seen you turn gold into straw
Don’t sell me captivity in the name of freedom
If it’s real freedom, it cannot be sold
You can’t clip wings you have never seen
You can’t gag a voice that never knew existed
You can push my down, but never keep me down
I belong with the birds… I belong with my words.
