Nothing has ever felt as strange as this
I don't know who I am
what I am
what I want.
I feel so strange
Waken each morning to rattling noises
with thoughts that pains me
weaken my motivation,
never allowing me to break free
"Add a little tenderness, make me sane, I'm asking, no!
I'm begging."
Haven't I always been good,
Haven't I tried to be good?
I don't know how much longer I can take this pain
Having you to guide me,
you in my life, I feel
courageous
but I am hurting.
So help me.
Help me to change and do for you
as you need.
My joy has been taken away
that IS my life,I'm I ever so grateful that you've stuck by me
Thank you Jehovah,
Thank you!!
Monday, February 16, 2009
Rain
Rain. Rain.
Go away! Little children wanna play!
Rain. Rain.
Go away.
Come again some
other day.
I don't deny you on happy days
Don't despise you on dampy days
But I want to play,
Today!
I want to show off my brand new--
Easter has passed and now it's June
Showers drown out the moon,
darken the sky
keeps me locked up inside.
Please,
let me count the stars
outline the Big Dipper,
toting not too far,
Little Dipper, too?
Let Mr. Sun smile again,
I miss his beam of happiness
his warm, friendly embrace.
His light feathery touch,
his presence I miss so much.
I don't hate you, but I am tired of feeling this pain
for this one day today,
don't Mister Rain
Please don't come again!
Pea
Go away! Little children wanna play!
Rain. Rain.
Go away.
Come again some
other day.
I don't deny you on happy days
Don't despise you on dampy days
But I want to play,
Today!
I want to show off my brand new--
Easter has passed and now it's June
Showers drown out the moon,
darken the sky
keeps me locked up inside.
Please,
let me count the stars
outline the Big Dipper,
toting not too far,
Little Dipper, too?
Let Mr. Sun smile again,
I miss his beam of happiness
his warm, friendly embrace.
His light feathery touch,
his presence I miss so much.
I don't hate you, but I am tired of feeling this pain
for this one day today,
don't Mister Rain
Please don't come again!
Pea
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Rouge
There are no hidden secrets tonight
I just want you.
As you do every time,
do to me what you may.
Surprise me. Take me away.
Friday nights at eight, and Saturdays, late
I belong to no one else but you,
because you take the fear away from me
kiss the loneliness goodbye,
raise my blood pressure, shed the sorrow, the hurt
Oh!
and you know just where to touch me without touching.
I know you must be skilled to leave me breathless
yet breathing with your orgasmic pitches.
You paint the pictures in my world,
create silhouettes of passion rhythmically,through my veins.
Give me goosebumps hearing my name in your chords.
I confess now and I shall not hold any longer
this empty life I possess is bleak without you.
Only tonight I've realized
I need you more than I remembered in those fine years.
You always came through for me.
Those fondest midnight memories
you captured from me, blissfully,
head-to-toe, spoiling me.
You're legato enticing con anima.
Let me smile as you hold my body hostage
Please,
Mister guitar man.
Pea
La la La la La!
Had dreams of a dread-man when I was only ten
At sixteen, all my dreams were of 'gangsters'
how cool they were to me just by their style
their swagger, their steps, their carress;
sent a teenage girl holding on to last breath.
Can't seem to resist their what-it-do-shawty speech
nor their get-that-money niche
nevermind the times, my mind keep saying
all things feeling this good can come to an end.
And perhaps it has. Then perhaps it was,
though it never began, just like a...teenage buzz
I felt it. Like southern winds filled with stones
and it's only I they blow with
So I brushed lust off, turned my face to that sweet southern breeze.
Southern fried. Southern high. Southern love I don't want you to die.
Not tonight. Not this time. Not this way, my heart will bleed too long.
It's too cold for the distance, wasted it freezes on a ground re-peatedly built, for instance
careless whispers.
Pea
At sixteen, all my dreams were of 'gangsters'
how cool they were to me just by their style
their swagger, their steps, their carress;
sent a teenage girl holding on to last breath.
Can't seem to resist their what-it-do-shawty speech
nor their get-that-money niche
nevermind the times, my mind keep saying
all things feeling this good can come to an end.
And perhaps it has. Then perhaps it was,
though it never began, just like a...teenage buzz
I felt it. Like southern winds filled with stones
and it's only I they blow with
So I brushed lust off, turned my face to that sweet southern breeze.
Southern fried. Southern high. Southern love I don't want you to die.
Not tonight. Not this time. Not this way, my heart will bleed too long.
It's too cold for the distance, wasted it freezes on a ground re-peatedly built, for instance
careless whispers.
Pea
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Holidays..over
Writers holiday that is...no such thing right?? Wudeva! he he
Got a phew bits and pieces of poems...wayy too much thoughts running through my mind, I can't even remember a thing after about a minute has passed.
My darling, sweet, sweet darling
you know the sun rises in your eyes, and sets in your presence.
I cherish thee within the burrowing cages of my heart
my soul, shant escape from these romantic oboes of majestic pomp
oh darling! They weep too when sorrow befalls me
they too, laugh when joy tickles this pure essence of romance bestowed upon I....
Got a phew bits and pieces of poems...wayy too much thoughts running through my mind, I can't even remember a thing after about a minute has passed.
My darling, sweet, sweet darling
you know the sun rises in your eyes, and sets in your presence.
I cherish thee within the burrowing cages of my heart
my soul, shant escape from these romantic oboes of majestic pomp
oh darling! They weep too when sorrow befalls me
they too, laugh when joy tickles this pure essence of romance bestowed upon I....
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Butterfly Prince
He sings
like
butterflies
flapping wings
inside my ear
I rise to
let him fly
harmonize
sweet comic sighs
I
I don't like
the feeling dear
Even though
even though
it's you my dear.
Your sultry eyes
mystify
my troubled mind
I am
mesmerized
eternal-ized
without a fear
you
caught me
when I was
all alone
never
(no, no)
desert me
though full and grown.
So let us
walk a path
we've always walked
to no return.
We will
separate
to reunite
to settle down
You are the butterfly
who's destined to wear our crown.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Child Of Mine
Rest gently into the night my child
close your eyes, dream peacefully
This is your place to hide
you won't be bothered, we won't divide
I will always be here, right at your side
be you in good cheer or be you gloomy.
As you leap off into your nest, I will provide security
Rest gently into the night my child.
close your eyes, dream peacefully
This is your place to hide
you won't be bothered, we won't divide
I will always be here, right at your side
be you in good cheer or be you gloomy.
As you leap off into your nest, I will provide security
Rest gently into the night my child.
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