thoughts of a malcontented waster |
where did this miserable state come from?what happened to 'not giving a shit'?walking into the steep pitch blackwith my night-time, sky-high friendsthe big dipper with his seven eyes looking downseven...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 15:49:00 GMT |
fading |
Fading The lily ain't got no leaves no more They're scattered all over the lawn You casually move from one to the next Whilst the constant tick of my watch Reminds me that time is fading ...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 15:23:00 GMT |
futility and impossibility |
Futility and Impossibility Oh sweet beautiful disasterpiece Your coldness leaves me wondering Can't shake the sand from out my shoes Yet why are you such a blundering fool? Sitti...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 15:16:00 GMT |
spiritual string |
Spiritual String The thread between us extends for miles We're pin pricks at either end Occasionally winding together again Never snapping, nor needing a mend Our magical string knows no ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 May 2007 13:13:00 GMT |
dreamy sentiment |
Your dangerous beauty leads me astray On which side of the bed to lay? Drawn in by your radiant charm Disregarding the impending harm I'd love to have you to myself A photograph, immortal on my ...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 09:43:00 GMT |
Bright One |
Bright One You saw me standing by the bright lights Reminiscent of those where we met, that night I walked west and found you, a quick embrace Later to be informed you were off your face ...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 08:57:00 GMT |
Talking |
It impacts on you for a while To please, to hurt, to make you smile Unwritten, unseen, but still it's there If you listen hard it's everywhere Without it, boredom would ensue There'd be no music,...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 14:04:00 GMT |
stagnation |
That secret place we used to go Hidden beneath the trees The smell of freshness in the air The cool wind through the leaves Our stone perch by the waterside Where we could watch the fish ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 07:47:00 GMT |
Weathered Away |
The path ahead glowed orangey redThe sun shone high in the skyWe quietly strolled, beneath arches of goldLeaves fell as we passed them byHigh up above, two fair white dovesSoared north and south, away...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 09:51:00 GMT |
Friends |
Friendsfriends can be a pain at timesyou need to give them spacea lack of understandingcan cause a fall from gracepeople need a chance to provethat they aren't quite that badkind words from sweetest f...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 16:15:00 GMT |
