She came to me
Shedding her tears
Holding her fears
She cried in my dream
While I cry for real
She hugged me warmly
She asked me gently
If she can love me
If she can have me
I let silence speak for me
“If you’re not the one
No one else can ever be”
A shy smile was drawn
Down on her pretty face
Wiping out her tears
Diminishing her fears
Hand in hand we were
With love embraced there
The sun is rising up
Don’t make the silence last
Please scream She’s fading away
Scream for me I’m weeping in violence
I’m falling under her sweet subservience
I’m being taken-over by confusion
Was it real or just another illusion?
Tonight’s dream was the ultimatum
Telling me that I shall carry on
Wish I can go back there again
Though Its aching I can’t complain
Wish I can bring her out someway
Dear Lord if you please try to obey
I’m captivated by:
My tragical reality
and my fictional insanity
She’s my ultimate necessity
My Inevitable tranquility
She’s my blood pumping machine
Forever here I will stand
Waiting to re-hold her hand
I will never keep my love out
I will never let her in doubt
A dream lingers in my vision
An angel drives my precision
I am Love’s convict
and she is my eternal prison….
Blank are the pages
My emotional life is yet not written
I’ve been lost in this life
I’ve been living a lie
A love is never true
If it’s taken, and never back given
Through my life
Day after day
I was led astray
As demons were haunting me
Surrounding me with their spells
Marlon the wizard, I ought to be
I’ve lost faith in heaven after being in hell
Heading toward my darkened fate
Blind not having a reason to navigate
But anything caused everything
Wanted to fly, but had no wings.
They have taken it all
Pushing me to the floor
Alone I was left at their site
A dark tunnel with no light
With a memory of a poisoned kiss
With a moment of their vague bliss
Now it’s time to segregate
Yesterday from tomorrow
Keep it all and eliminate
Not joyfulness but sorrow
Time is unavailable to hate
I’m tired of living in hollow
Help me stand on my feet again
What they’ve written on my book’s
Nothing but an erasable stain
It only cost a single look
Into your eyes to know
There’s a lot of time for me now
Without a tale or existence how
I ever make you and keep my vow
Your love is not a defeat, it’s a glory
You’ll be the hero and the writer of my story!
Isn’t it love when I can cheer you up
Especially when you are feeling so, so down
Tears around your eyes are bleeding, red and blue
How about I come and turn it all around
Tell me a story of how you grew weary
Of people in the world who grew to love and hate
You’re strange idiosyncratic behaviour
Saviour: and you’re earlier than late
Punctual, conjunctual, dysfunctional and nonsense
C can B your letter and I won’t let it change
You’re perfect, I can C it, you can be it. Bilabiate
Lips so pure, I always stutter in pain
So tell me in the Haze how much I mean to you in French
I’m speaking in a joke that’s only understandable
To us, so what’s the fuss? Is there a joke that isn’t private?
A memory so cleverly created by a man…[dable]
We walk down the beach, just holding hands.
I look in her eyes and we make love in the sand.
I whisper in her ear and tell her what I feel.
She has a smile on her face and feels this can’t be real.
We look beyond the waves, as the sun starts to set.
I tell her it reminds me of the feelings when we met.
She then turns to me and our bodies start to touch.
As I tell her that I have never loved this much.
So I am giving you, the key to my heart and soul.
What you do with them, will decide where we go.
Why do I, get these feelings so much?
I miss the sound of her voice, as well as her touch.
Will it ever go away, and let me be free?
Or is this the one, that I was meant to be?
The sound of her voice, along with each breath.
It gives me a feeling, that with her, I only get.
She touches me in ways, that only she would know.
I think she feels the same, but who knows what will show?
They say that in time, all will fall in place.
What time is that, or will I see her face?
I don’t get my hopes up, because they fall apart.
I try my best to listen to, what I feel in my heart.
They say go with your heart, but is that one we can trust?
Why do I, get these feelings so much?