Sunday, October 26, 2008

Through the looking glass

Through this ignorant eyes
The world seems a little less complicated
Things were done in stop motion, waiting for parity
Through the looking glass, through the restless beating of the heart

Through this blackened lungs,
Years of addiction is now taking its toll
One small puff and no looking back, slowly itching its way
Shorten the experience, through the cancer infested heart

Through this time of despair
She smile of a story untold, glorified picture of yesteryear
Where the painter name echo through the decades
Through her mesmerizing eyes, through her ever lasting smile

Through this ignorant eyes
Through this emotion sickness
Through this uneducated weary look
Through this wall of silence
You will see, you will notice
You will perish and soon you will be awaken
Time is of no essence
Only life...

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Malakite

I waved my hands as you waved yours
That is when I know I’d be wrong to like
Try as hard as I could, try as I may
No switch in the world could turn off this sense

Late night supper and early breakfast
Cheesy spaghetti, fish sandwich and iced chocolate
I steered the car with a pounding heart
Too fast too soon, too obvious to you

Cigarettes breaks and weekends outing
Pineapple juice and a daily rush of blood
Sleep deprived but that’s okay my love
The further I get the more confused I become

Overdressed cup cakes and handmade gesture
Fragrance of failures is all I smell
Scattered memories all framed into one
Delay in delivery is no more a concern

Race to the beach, race to your heart
I saw the uneasiness your face concealed
If only i could find a less cliched word for sorry
Far away from here is now my agenda

Shall this impair wash me to back to health
Ready or not, this is where my journey end
Apart we are, what better time to leave
Time will tell if I’m all but well

I see shadows in the fireworks we shared
Roundabout of misunderstanding under a dimmed moonlight
Now that everything is clear, what beautiful world we have
For all that have happened, I’d still moved mountains if you ask me to