But the baby's not mine.
She'll belong to her father
Just as I belonged to him.
My mother died in childbirth
And that's the way I'll die too
My mother was my sister
Just like you will be too.
In 13yrs,
You'll breed to bring a life,
Into the world.
Pray to God that it's a boy,
Not just for yourself
But for your new sister's life.
Father is getting old,
But not old enough to die.
He can try a couple more times
Before he leaves the world.
Pray, Oh! Pray my child
That it'll be a boy.
So you'll have more years,
Than the 13 I had.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Moment Of Beauty
Dear Sally,
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at with eyes that say
'Was he born of a woman,
Or some unearthly creature?'
But she looked at me.
Dear Sally,
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at by people who say
'How does he carry that face?
'How does he...?'
But still she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to fill myself with mirrors
To bask in the beauty of my ugliness
Just because she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to think she loved me
No one loves me, She will never love me
But I love her,
I love you.
All because she looked at me
You looked at me.
For a second it lasted.
Just for a second,
But I saw it.
A transit from disgust to awe
Awe of my beauty.
Dear Sally,
Before I go to sleep,
I want you to know one last thing.
Despite all negativities in life,
Everyone has a moment of beauty,
Even me.
But I saved your moment of beauty, Sally.
I made it last forever.
And soon I will be with you,
And my moment of beauty
Will last forever with you.
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at with eyes that say
'Was he born of a woman,
Or some unearthly creature?'
But she looked at me.
Dear Sally,
I am ugly and I know it
I am stared at by people who say
'How does he carry that face?
'How does he...?'
But still she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to fill myself with mirrors
To bask in the beauty of my ugliness
Just because she looked at me
Dear Sally,
I am stupid and I know it
Stupid enough to think she loved me
No one loves me, She will never love me
But I love her,
I love you.
All because she looked at me
You looked at me.
For a second it lasted.
Just for a second,
But I saw it.
A transit from disgust to awe
Awe of my beauty.
Dear Sally,
Before I go to sleep,
I want you to know one last thing.
Despite all negativities in life,
Everyone has a moment of beauty,
Even me.
But I saved your moment of beauty, Sally.
I made it last forever.
And soon I will be with you,
And my moment of beauty
Will last forever with you.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Awake. Sleeping Beauty
Her eyes closed in quiet death
Her lips red from winter's birth
Her skin glowing from an inner light
That's fading away each passing night
Awake, Sleeping Beauty
Her lip's taste was fruity
Alas, fairy tales don't last forever
Even though we know there never was an ever
Awake, Sleeping Beauty
I said once again
But it was not my duty
To save the day, the dame
her face a picture of quiet death
I stayed and left her at winter's birth
On my way I saw her savior's light
But why was saving the day my plight?
Simple.
Seizing the night was not a woman's
But another man's fight.
Her lips red from winter's birth
Her skin glowing from an inner light
That's fading away each passing night
Awake, Sleeping Beauty
Her lip's taste was fruity
Alas, fairy tales don't last forever
Even though we know there never was an ever
Awake, Sleeping Beauty
I said once again
But it was not my duty
To save the day, the dame
her face a picture of quiet death
I stayed and left her at winter's birth
On my way I saw her savior's light
But why was saving the day my plight?
Simple.
Seizing the night was not a woman's
But another man's fight.
Monday, June 08, 2009
Valley Of Vision
Ethereal...nope
Fantasy...not really
Vision...probably
Reality...definitely
Where is your valley?
Because mine is right in front of me
How deep is our valley?
Because mine is deeper than the eyes can see
How far is your valley?
Because mine is as far as I make it to be
When are you going to jump
Into this bottomless valley?
"It's too risky!"
"I'll break something!"
That's all I hear from you.
I will take this leap of faith
Into this abyss of probability
And leave my fate
In the arms of uncertainty.
When will I land?
That I do not know.
But when...and if I do
I will be at the center of the world
Where everything will be within my reach
Brought to me by a river of milk and honey
Only in my valley of vision.
Fantasy...not really
Vision...probably
Reality...definitely
Where is your valley?
Because mine is right in front of me
How deep is our valley?
Because mine is deeper than the eyes can see
How far is your valley?
Because mine is as far as I make it to be
When are you going to jump
Into this bottomless valley?
"It's too risky!"
"I'll break something!"
That's all I hear from you.
I will take this leap of faith
Into this abyss of probability
And leave my fate
In the arms of uncertainty.
When will I land?
That I do not know.
But when...and if I do
I will be at the center of the world
Where everything will be within my reach
Brought to me by a river of milk and honey
Only in my valley of vision.
Friday, June 05, 2009
Mountain Of Promise
On the mountain of promise
I built an altar
For days I prayed
I never faltered
Even when I felt you
Crumbling apart beneath my feet
I couldn't depart
Didn't know I was aiding the erosion
Scrubbing too hard,
Erasing emotions
Wishing that i hadn't prayed so hard
Laying down my emotions
For it to be scarred
Disappointed and hurt
i wish I could be
But a worse fate
Poured its blessings on me
Emotions and love
Became a distant memory
But I was determined
Not to make it a part of history
Though there's nothing
Left of this mountain
My faith holds strong
Hope feeding from its fountain
Because on this mountain
I built an altar
And for years i'll pray
and never falter.
I built an altar
For days I prayed
I never faltered
Even when I felt you
Crumbling apart beneath my feet
I couldn't depart
Didn't know I was aiding the erosion
Scrubbing too hard,
Erasing emotions
Wishing that i hadn't prayed so hard
Laying down my emotions
For it to be scarred
Disappointed and hurt
i wish I could be
But a worse fate
Poured its blessings on me
Emotions and love
Became a distant memory
But I was determined
Not to make it a part of history
Though there's nothing
Left of this mountain
My faith holds strong
Hope feeding from its fountain
Because on this mountain
I built an altar
And for years i'll pray
and never falter.
Like A Golden Sun
To have your heart
Torn apart
By a man
Who once gave you joy
If death comes by
You laugh and cry
With joy not sorrow
To die, no tomorrow
You wait and pray
For life to end
But day by day
Your wound shall mend
You may know
You may not know
A day shall come
When love returns
Very soon
On a blue moon
Real love dawns
Like a golden sun.
Torn apart
By a man
Who once gave you joy
If death comes by
You laugh and cry
With joy not sorrow
To die, no tomorrow
You wait and pray
For life to end
But day by day
Your wound shall mend
You may know
You may not know
A day shall come
When love returns
Very soon
On a blue moon
Real love dawns
Like a golden sun.
Love...
Sometimes I think
Love's not fair.
Always at the brink
Of so many tears.
Love is like a pound
That can be lost and found
Never again to lose
But to maintain
Love is like a star
But leaves so many scars
When made to turn away
Never again to look that way
Love can be revived
And made to survive
When you regain
That will to start again.
Love's not fair.
Always at the brink
Of so many tears.
Love is like a pound
That can be lost and found
Never again to lose
But to maintain
Love is like a star
But leaves so many scars
When made to turn away
Never again to look that way
Love can be revived
And made to survive
When you regain
That will to start again.
Perfect Creature
You are like an angel
Sent from above
Your eyes the colour of a bluebell
Mine like that of a stove
No one can compare to you
If at all, there are few
You are too beautiful to be true
A goddess is fit for you
You have the voice of a nightingale
That can drive any man insane
They'll do anything to hear their names
From your lips so beautifully shaped
Your body is like an hourglass
Makes you a lady of high class
Describing you is like writing a song
Because you are...
A perfect creature from God.
Sent from above
Your eyes the colour of a bluebell
Mine like that of a stove
No one can compare to you
If at all, there are few
You are too beautiful to be true
A goddess is fit for you
You have the voice of a nightingale
That can drive any man insane
They'll do anything to hear their names
From your lips so beautifully shaped
Your body is like an hourglass
Makes you a lady of high class
Describing you is like writing a song
Because you are...
A perfect creature from God.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Break In Transmission
I apologize
For the break in transmission.
I apologize
It wasn't my decision.
She fights me sometimes
But she's back from her remission
...for now.
So we go back
To a time before the vision
Before the valley of vision
As I make myself weaker
In this war of attrition
She fights me sometimes
But I'll never depart from my mission
There shall be no more "break in transmission".
I promise
...for now.
For the break in transmission.
I apologize
It wasn't my decision.
She fights me sometimes
But she's back from her remission
...for now.
So we go back
To a time before the vision
Before the valley of vision
As I make myself weaker
In this war of attrition
She fights me sometimes
But I'll never depart from my mission
There shall be no more "break in transmission".
I promise
...for now.
Renegade Crown
She is a teenage renegade
So depart from me.
...I DARE YOU.
She is a teenage renegade
She can't separate from me.
...DON'T TRY TO.
I'm an obstacle to her crown,
The Renegade Crown.
...SHE CRAVES YOU
She'll never be a renegade
Because she's stuck with me.
...SO KILL ME.
...But remember
My sweet renegade wannabe,
If you kill me,
...You'll kill you.
So depart from me.
...I DARE YOU.
She is a teenage renegade
She can't separate from me.
...DON'T TRY TO.
I'm an obstacle to her crown,
The Renegade Crown.
...SHE CRAVES YOU
She'll never be a renegade
Because she's stuck with me.
...SO KILL ME.
...But remember
My sweet renegade wannabe,
If you kill me,
...You'll kill you.
Monday, June 01, 2009
Faded Flowers
She was deflowered yesterday.
She is no longer a flower,
Now she's just a plant.
Lots of leaves grow,
But the flowers are gone.
She was kissed yesterday
And touched by a boy.
She lost a petal that day
But she kept her flower to ever
She died the day after.
She doesn't want to be touched
She wants to be touched
Her flower is fading
She doesn't care if she's touched
She'll kill him when he comes in
Her flower is faded
The world is filled with
Fading flowers
I am a faded flower
But she is a fading flower.
Soon,
Very soon,
She'll fade away too.
And we'll finally be
One.
One faded flower.
So please my handsome man,
Come in.
She is no longer a flower,
Now she's just a plant.
Lots of leaves grow,
But the flowers are gone.
She was kissed yesterday
And touched by a boy.
She lost a petal that day
But she kept her flower to ever
She died the day after.
She doesn't want to be touched
She wants to be touched
Her flower is fading
She doesn't care if she's touched
She'll kill him when he comes in
Her flower is faded
The world is filled with
Fading flowers
I am a faded flower
But she is a fading flower.
Soon,
Very soon,
She'll fade away too.
And we'll finally be
One.
One faded flower.
So please my handsome man,
Come in.
Sleepy Dreams
In a heart of sorrow, there are many problems, but every problem has its solution.
In a heart of joy, there is little or no problem, but every heart was made to be broken.
I do not envy a heart of joy but that of sorrow, because when i rejoice, i do not care about tomorrow.
But when I cry, I care about tomorrow, because i don't want it to come but still no matter what i do, it still comes.
I can only hope that my sleepy dreams get awakened soon so that i can have a heart of joy, but just for a day or two, because anything more than that, i'll lose my sense of sorrow and without that I won't think about tomorrow and my dreams will get sleepy again.
In a heart of joy, there is little or no problem, but every heart was made to be broken.
I do not envy a heart of joy but that of sorrow, because when i rejoice, i do not care about tomorrow.
But when I cry, I care about tomorrow, because i don't want it to come but still no matter what i do, it still comes.
I can only hope that my sleepy dreams get awakened soon so that i can have a heart of joy, but just for a day or two, because anything more than that, i'll lose my sense of sorrow and without that I won't think about tomorrow and my dreams will get sleepy again.
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