Wednesday 3 July 2013

Wings for the namesake.

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
Shallow breaths, insatiable quench 
Drowning deeper into sorrow belts,
For I cannot grow while I'm in a shell

My wings I have for the namesake
Tied with a thread, my flight is cut off
My words not my voice, make all the difference
With words unheard, I want the world to shake,
How can I though? 
I have but wings for the namesake

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
A shallow empty figure I am
A figure, that hard to the ground fell
While others laughed at my quest
I searched for the unknown in deep unrest

I cannot grow while I'm in a shell
My words not my voice, make all the difference,
With words of love, I want the world to shake
How can I though?
I have but wings for the namesake. 

Tuesday 2 July 2013

Ever so Loving.

The greatest barriers come forth
The tallest of them all
They stand right between us
And break our loving bond.

The swiftest dunes sweep us
The darker shadows creep in
The pretty flowers fading
And the eyes of ours weeping.

The treacherous enemies seize us
Their venom it does sting
The best of friends have left us
How many ever bells to them we ring.

We walk past shadows
Not knowing where we'll reach
Our destinations are unknown
But this is what life will teach.

It'll teach you to be strong
To be of the fighting sort
But life itself will bring
To you a standstill,
Wherein you rise and fall.

Though the great barriers come forth,
The tallest of them all
And stand right between us
They'll never break our loving bond.

The swiftest dunes, they sweep us
The darker shadows creep in
The pretty flowers fading
But the eyes of ours are and will always be,
Ever so Loving.



I have loved you all my life.

I have loved you all my life,
I thought of the love,
The memories, the times
The moments shared side by side
For I have loved you all my life.


All the hurt you gave,
The pains, the stressful times.
The underestimation,
I lie a victim of harsh appreciation.


The moments we share,
For love we swear,
For no one we shall change,
For each other we remain.

All the above lines bare no meaning,
For a love that is now ending.


I have loved you all my life,
Thoughts of love,
The memories, the times
The moments shared side by side


The memories, they've come and gone,
Its been such a long time
But to remember you always, I shall never forget
For your love I can always strive

For I have loved you all my life.

Trying.

You are capable of much more than you think you are. The sole fact that everyday, you put up a fight. That everyday, even if you do not accomplish,
You try.
And that is all man can do. All man has ever done.

Promise.

Because agreeing to a promise you cannot keep
Isn't just mere lying,
Its a compromise on your side,
And a heartbreak for the other.

Reality and truth.

And thats just what reality does. When you bring upon a person his reality. A reality that exists but one that he doesn't want to accept. They react in ways they never thought they would, because realities are harsh and unbiased. They are unacceptable and more often than once turn us into people we thought we'd never be. Because deep down inside, we're all just ugly people waiting for our monsters to unleash when we're told the truth. The truth we never want to know. The truth we never want to accept.

First post. Don't really have a heading so this will be it.

                                                    These anxieties, they're killing me,
                                                    The anxieties about a tomorrow,
                                                    A tomorrow filled with uncertainties.

So while I lay in bed, and try, try very hard to sleep,my heart seems to pound right out the blanket. There is much doubt, much guilt. ''Have I utilised today? Have I done justice to everyone around me?'' I ask myself, and yet the answer is even more confusing than the question. I think of the things that make me happy, of all the wonderful people in my life and funny  as it may seem, this thought scares me. What if I don't fulfil their expectations? What if they're expecting someone I know I can't be? What if.......? There are much too many ifs in my head. My head is pounding like my heart, as fast as time, as faint as memories. My state of mind is the only clear thing to me, because I know for sure that it is in the state of confusion. 

So I sit down and put these thoughts to a more suitable place, where they can rest and so can I. So I write, and the pen and paper, like beautiful bliss, like the warmth of pleasant things, put me in a more comfortable place and so I rest. 
                                 For I put in these pen and paper, my trust and share my pain.
                                 And in these lifeless things I put my life,
                                 And it is these lifeless things
                                 From which peace I gain.