Love is Lonely » Herofil Olarte

Old Mice Creed

Herofil Olarte — Mon, 29 Aug 2011 21:46:28 +0000

I used to pass on this old street
Where old men hang and talk sweet
Their truth and wisdom always make me sweat
No one dares to listen, no one gives a shit

Bullshit!
I’m too good for this!

Too proud, too wise, like mice
Before my life falls like dice…
Hit the bottom and roll over [......]

If I have to say goodbye

Herofil Olarte — Wed, 24 Aug 2011 11:47:41 +0000

If I have to say goodbye

Would you sing me a lullaby?

Like a child longing at night

If I have to say goodbye

Would you like us to kiss?

Like lemonade sweet and cold as ice

If I have to say goodbye

Would you say words is just an alibi

Like poet without a poem

If I have to say goodbye

Would you write [......]

Untitled Again

Herofil Olarte — Tue, 23 Aug 2011 10:34:35 +0000

Time stops and the world seems so silent

Memories begin to whisper in my ears

And tears begin to fall, as the wind makes its final blows

Like a faceless ghost, haunts my dream every night

My heart beats faster every time you appear

Shaking, afraid and full of fears

I once fall into the deepest pit

Kneeling down and almost breathless

I [......]

Freedom

Herofil Olarte — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 06:23:58 +0000

The essence of freedom

Grows stronger in wisdom

Like a rainbow after the rain

Beauty that can only be seen

Day by day I struggled to be free

In a world built with boundaries

When will it end?

To live life in a one world again

Look at us, as men

Fighting each other with no end

Innovations with cruelest intention

Ruled by few with greed [......]

The way we used to be

Herofil Olarte — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 03:32:47 +0000

Look at you now, you’re glowing!

All grown up and amazing

Sometimes you’re naughty

And cute when you’re teasing

You’re full of joy and happiness

Restless and yet enjoying

Not a care in the world

As long as you’re playing

Eat up, drink up

And play the toys I’m bringing

It tickles my inner thoughts

The way you’re singing

No hatred known

Innocence pure as gold

Life is beautiful

If [......]