Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Ayla

What's wrong little girl?
Did someone bruise your mouth?
With kisses too difficult, too tender

Stole your breath away
With sighs drowned under

Pretty girl, cold and shaking
You know it well
It was time for your awakening

It was a course set from the start
Pretty girl with the heartless heart

You make locks and keys
Opening and closing

My poor pretty girl
I look in your eyes
with pools of sadness
you can't disguise

Come to my embrace little child
For I am misery so cold and warm
I'll hold you against your heart's storm

My poor pretty girl
with the heartless heart...

Candid

I see red
do you see me not?
Must I curve in liquid blue?
Watch you break in steel gray?

Is it my own fault
or ours to hold?
A burden shared

What life is this?
Taking all there is to be taken
Mountains breaking to awaken

Candid sores
I find them here... torn

Perhaps a train out of here...
up in the atmosphere

"Here" They'll say
"Here's your ticket to nowhere"
"Here's your pass to time"
"Here's all you don't know"

Regret

You are sweet sorrow
"I am bitter hope"

You are the Past's lies
"I am the present's cruel jokes"

You are helplessness learned
"I am lessons taught"

You are Life's whip
"I am its chariot"

You are a destroyer of faith
"I am the hand of mercy"

You are the enemy of time
"I am its champion"

You are pitiful
"I am courageous"

You are memory's angst
"I am the future healed"

You must leave us be
"I am all that's left behind"

Anger

You create sadness
"sadness envies me"
You are the tears of poverty
"I am luck's anguish"
You cannot withstand time
"Black hearts give me shelter"
You have befriended hatred
"It is mine to own"
You are petty
"I am justified"
You are a murderer
"I am the victim's family"
You are a curse
"I am a broken heart's blessing"
You are our enemy
"I am this enemity"
You cannot be escaped
"I am the prison and the prisoner"
You will never leave
"I am the key and the lock"
You are not forever
"But I am its end"

Temperature

Touched and untouched
like cries echoing

Cold and hot
like metal freezing

Up and down
fingers on my skin

In and out
a burning tongue sins

Touched and untouched
like fire's ice

Cold and hot
burning twice

Catastrophe

A world away
in another day
sighing catastrophe
in lingering epiphany

This light I find
in dark locked mind
a bloody key
smeared with catastrophe

For peace I search
in dark forests I lurch
Where it is, in time
Is all beyond this rhyme

This is my catastrophe
shining for all to see
surrounding these chains
blocking freedom's lanes
sadness gripping joy
life's convoluted ploy

This tragedy infused in me
therein lies catastrophe

Branded

Seldom is the way she cries
Beautiful are all the lies
Rights read to those convicted
Masterpieces of emotions exiled
Blinded senses set to be addicted
Dreams taken upon awakening
Fears that leave her laughing
One hopes when she tries
Memory will tear iron ties
So sorry, So hollow
It's her pride she must swallow
Kindness an unafforded luxury
Fate, a battle she won't follow
No more pain! Are the wretched cries
Branded... onto her golden lies