Just impressions in My life...!!!

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this
still life.

what you say?
hat you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
that it's all for the best? Because it is.
that it's just what we need? And you decided this.

What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk,
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit.

To you I Belong

Rain fell down 

You were there 

I cried for you when I 

hurt my hand 

Storm was rushing in 

Wind was howling 

I called for you, you were there 

Whenever dark turns to night 

And all the dreams sing their song 

And in the daylight forever 

To you I belong 

Beside the sea 

When the waves broke 

I drew a heart for you in the sand 

In fields where streams 

Turn to rivers 

I ran to you, you were there 

To you I belong 

To you will I olny belong ................ :'(

We were ment to be ...!!!!!!!

She and I were a perfect match,

but in reality something was missing

That mysterious, indefinable spark

just wasn't there.

To stabilise our feelings

for each other,

we would often project

a future for ourselves,

imagining we were a married couple

with stacks of children.

Or find places we would wanna go

and plan them in our heads

We tried to make ourselves believe

in a future together.

A future that deep down I

knew would happen.

And so in a pattern that I've

now seen repeated the previous time over,

another ride representing

another failed relationship

comes to an end.

God, what a loser.

Merging it into a sketch

Again another sketch by me .... jst wntd 2 try sumtin diff here......

thought puttin sum1 bettr wud just make da picture perfect...... :)

Sally

A Sketch by me....... shes sally BTW.... a beautiful, cute n innocent gal......

love u huny n dis is 4 u ....

Cheers .... muaahhh.... :)

Calm Down

Now calm down my sickening son
and marry your ghost if you want
with secret desires of us
I want you to be left alone
until you find yourself,
seek in the unknown
Now clam down you're seeking the sun
you've travelled a long way from home
with secrets left inside of songs
I want you to find your way home
I have found many
places for hiding
Now calm down and sing us a song
and build it as long as you want
in secret empowered by god
I want you to sing us a song
about finding out
if I'm only one.

My Mind Called 'Naked'

The ruins burn into the night,

bright as any star,

smoke seeps into the sky,

dark and billowy like a scar.

The people are screaming,

tongues of fire licking near,

their eyes reflect the flaming rages,

washed with a crazy fear.

Outsiders shake their heads,

as if pity is too kind.

The town is so transparent,

that depth isn't hard to find.

My mind called Naked wastes away,

the fires consuming life.

The smoke still seeps reliably,

cutting the day like a knife.

I am One of Them

A squirrel, two sparrows.

A crippled dog.
Hit. Grasp, save, grasp, hit, miss.
Miss. Miss again.
And I see your eyes.
Fur, feathers. Blood. And that noise.
Tree, fence, sunshine. Miss. Save.
Hit. Hit again. And that noise.
Sparrow.
I’d pick you up from the grass. 
But there’s nowhere to take you...
I am one of them.
Love of mine, don’t worry.
Hit, miss, save.
Skin, bruises, blood.
And I see your eyes too, Love.
I say don’t worry, but what am I going to do?
I’d pick you up, but where would I take you?
I am one of them.

Tears and Rain

I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.

Tears and Rain.

Far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain. 

Together

Through the smoke and words,

The room is filled with nothing. 

They cling to each other, to hope.

Their nights are filled with music,

And their mornings are filled with less.

Their smiles are painted on,

Their noses, too high.

As they gravitate through

A dank and dusty palace.

With nothing but pride on their minds.

Come on, baby.

Let’s fly together.

Over the pain and irrelevant.

To a place where we’re free.

It’s a lonely world.

Full of being empty.

Without you, I’d be lost in it.

With nowhere to go

And no one to see.

If the day comes that I’m lost

And you’re not on the same path

I pray I lose everything 

Because you’re worth that much.

Come on, baby.

Let’s fly together.

Over the pain and irrelevant.

To a place where we’re free.

We can go together

Together

Forever.

Standing Alone

Two happinesses
my pair of green, lush
eyes that see
more than the eyes
of a killer
or maybe just more

down a street
you walk, you hold
yourself straight and stiff
with your red thoughts churning
looking at something
you won't let me see
I try to glimpse you

but
consumed is a better word
than want or need

after all that,
I am grateful for
just this, just this
simplicity that cannot be
duplicated

as I lay my head
where you cannot
come

just because I look
down
doesn't mean I'm not okay

I can still touch
what I hold
and see
what I am
and gasp
because I feel,
not because
you are there.

Love Comes Again :]

The joy flows

deep within the heart

pumping in with excitement

leaving with relaxation

The rapture

takes over the heart

pumping in taking over everything

leaving more rapture behind

The comfort

enters the soul

through the joy and rapture

the pain and sorrow

The love

gives and recieves

pumping through the heart

leaving throught the heart

never Ceasing.

Braille

I would get down 
on my knees 
to plead my case 
just to see 
your smiling face 
I would strip myself bare 
under your inspection 
hoping you would see 
sincerity written on my skin 
willing the words tattooed 
on my heart to become visible 
body nervously shaking in prayer 
hoping that your fingers 
may yearn to read them 
like braille 
an open book, a gift 
long over due...