Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Where ?

I write to you tonight,
but you will not know.
This is for you, I mean it.
But you will not know.
From the yesterday that fell
and rebuilt today,
to the hope you cannot see,
I will write these words,
and mean so much,
that you will never know.

I hope you will.
Find and search again.
And maybe one day, you will.
I hope you will know.

And I hope you will realise.

What ?

I poured the ocean into a papercup.
And as I walked the road,
there grew a hole in the bottom.
I walked the road,
I walked home,
and I did not notice the ocean I created along the way.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Long

I haven't seen you beneath the midnight sky,
but I'm sure the the light will never go out.
I don't know if you can hear what I'm saying
through the songs you listen to.
You really did fray my hands.
Sing.
And for now, I just want to listen.
Perhaps I will sing with you another time.
When I understand the song.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Remember

Always leaving, never staying.
You frayed my hands the moment yours left them.
Tonight, are you going somewhere ?
Leave me the photographs,
silhouettes of memories.
And the music is my friend, not a song.
I don't think you ever knew.
My words are jumbled too,
but they never re-arrange themselves.
They wait for you.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Five Decades

Milestone.
But this is not the prize, no.
The prize comes after the race.
The victory after the blood.
And I will keep marching,
though the swamp may try to swallow me,
I will emerge the winner,
for I have You.

Puddles

Why can't I speak ?
I can't even stay awake.
The music soothes me,
and puts me to sleep,
and awakens me.
Your music.

Wax, This Unbreakable.

I feel lonely without the background music tonight.
But that melody will wrench my heart and write my words.
Oh, please, I want to create it.
Where must I go ?
I have seen the light through the crack in the wall,
and now I must break it down.
I know that there is hope.
I will fly on these wings of wax, this time, unbreakable.

Colourless

As dew and my thoughts drift aimlessly,
I am left dreaming.
I have the bushes and trees,
I have the plants and I have the water.
But the butterflies fly past me,
and the deer gallop behind me.
And as I stretch out an offering hand,
I only grasp the fading beam of sunlight.

A glance at the beauty of the azure sky,
reveals a greyness around me.
Now I must find a way to let colour seep in,
while letting the deepest out.
Maybe then the birds will hear,
their song is just like mine.

Friday, July 25, 2008

I can and I know it.

I am with you,
take me where no-one goes these days.
I'll be your acoustic heart.
A blend back into the melody.
You go so high, and fall so quick.
Fall on me, let us soar and not look down.
Lead me, follow me,
please run in the circles we had so many years ago.
Hear me.
Hear, please.
There's a close I want you to be.
And then, speak your harmony.
And then, free me.
Stretch your beauty upon me but wait.

Build

I can see where this is going.
I can see.
And there's the lonely note which I will find,
and the word that has not been used.
And the words that have been used that I will give new meaning to.
And I can weave the threads that will bring an unseen magic.
And maybe it will drift to you,
and maybe you will tie a letter and send it back.
And at the end of it all,
I am stronger.

And I will reach the only eye,
and through to the only heart,
I will sing your song.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Inevitable

It feels like winter,
even when the sun's tears are on my face.
I want to hold a breath,
but I'm afraid it will get trapped.
Notice I'm drowning ?
Rescue me ?
Please.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Am I the Distance ?

Seas await the turning of tides.
And tantalizing fragrances pave their path
to capture stains from fresh goodbyes.
Oh, then leave me a trail to come back to you.

Airbourne, my dreams. Open your heart.
Hear me when I whisper my secrets to you.
I don't know how to put this in words,
But underneath it all, I mean much more than just words.

Hear me now.

Take Me Nowhere

Nobody knows now,
what clocks will turn us into.
What wishes will come true, what wishes are made.
Where wishes that are lost have gone.

Go.

Maybe dreams will make it seem alright.

There's a space for our world.
Build Hope and watch it grow into everything.
And the other will be forgotten,
as dust in my memory.
Where a part of it will blossom into what could never be.

Where will I be ?
And who will be what I wanted to be ?
And who will say waht I need to say ?

Take me nowhere, but bring me home tonight.

Untold

Far away, we're folding into something that cannot be unfolded.
Far away, I'm painting the picture you want to see.
Far away, I'm surrendering.

Here, we're enduring the stones thrown at our walls.
Here, I can see the picture.
Here, I'm surrendering.