the waves and i can identify.
they are crashing, as i am to the shore of my sorrows.
the white tips are the pressure points,
my ghostly fingertips that are reaching for anything
to hold on to now that you're gone.
eagerly they do so try to reach for
lost messages that flow into my mouth
and get swallowed in the aching tide
that pulsate with every surge of sadness.
i let go of all that consumes
let it slip from my waving hand
and leave it with the sand.
and leave it with the sand.
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it is an attempt in vain: i have learned to perfect the pain.
anger sparks from the mouth in a sickly red hue,
but deeper in the blood runs blue.
i watch the black movement with envious eyes of lime,
the tragic teenagers of the time.
i run away to the shade in which all colors fade
for those content, the rainbow above acts as an alcove.
i am in no way worth the stay
for the duplicity in this treacherous city
so the shadows take me silent
and the boiling blood turns violent.
----------------------------------------------
the sun settled sweetly where trees could make their shade
while leaves were content in their constant state of jade
the wild flowers waved and stretched towards the sky
synchronized swaying with flutters of the butterfly
clouds shifted into shapes across the delicate blue
and i gazed from fragile fields wishing i could change too.
oh a sudden shrill warning from the clouds moving out
the chilly of the air came and blew blades about
as a phantom came round to turn them orange and crimson
leaves wondered in the whistling wind where it had been
then swirled low in a circle to whisper what they knew
and i gazed from crunchy turf wishing i could change too.
so a pure blanket tucked the foliage into a sleep
where the nightmare of negatives began to creep
the trees bereft of greenery, then scarce, then shrouded
felt eves drop so low that the perky petals pouted
ominous sky cried frozen tears for dark days anew
and i gazed from its kerchief wishing i could change too.
the shy sun magnified to thaw the frozen stasis
so that the detectives could work on their cases
bees worked busily and found flowers in their beds
rising from the sheets of soil with sleepy heads
and the world melted in minutes for the frozen few
and i gazed from the blossoms wishing i could change too.
i was interrupted by that of a brilliant flame
so i turned to the smiling sun who looked the same
but he had cleverly hidden behind ashen skies
while the vulnerable canopy gurgled goodbyes
before my eyes explosions of all i ever knew
and i gazed from the wasteland wishing to make it through.
----------------------------------------------
it was curiously bizarre
what id heard from afar
he chewed the orange in the sky
then slurped the water dry
and slept to the sound
upon investigation i saw
her swinging on a chocolate bar
sipping the last milk from a straw
she took a crayon to draw
and dreamt of the world.
the crowd was suddenly in awe
of what appeared to be a flaw
but soon helped fill in the sky
to let the airplanes fly
and i awoke in wonder.
----------------------------------------------
oh the slowing day is dreary not!
claims the tired trail of blue
chimes in are the sickened clouds
parting for the shining crew
she shudders at navy closing in
its battleground the spot she lay
heart already a sinking anchor
lowering into a queasy bay
the wind slapping at her cheeks
chasing darkness off at a run
says shes not tailing the tired trail
but her eyes sink with the sun.
----------------------------------------------
the coast is clear
the crime scene out at sea
you stated your case
of what has become of me.
let them know i wandered in the waves
as riches poured a golden rain
i stole the sunlight from its stay
and washed away the pain.
tell the police to make haste
im getting away with gold
i'll pack it up and ship it
until the proof is sold.
maybe i'll give it to the boy
who bears his heart as a shield
or the girl with repeating scars
that were unable to be healed.
but now i see the shore
inviting me to its home
remainder of sun is sinking under
to where the horizon roams
i have nothing left to take
no need to fret so
the evidence is in my smile -
you must let me go.
----------------------------------------------
empty-eyed upon the streets
where the sights were never few
the skyscrapers swayed in me
a vision of reaching blue
traffic tangled to the tune
of mechanical melodies clashing
but screaming sirens pierced through
a rhymic red in perilous flashing
passersby marched in monotone
chore lists chiming in their heads
as windshield wipers waved, unnoticed
to the steady stream of dread
too soon the city sounds slowed
the skyscrapers swam in black
yet my blind eyes believed somehow
city didnt really lack
somewhere off, a frosted glow
icing of an ordinary night
i took my lead under its warmth
and surrendered to the modern fight.
----------------------------------------------
there are wrinkles i cannot smooth
stretching out comfortably in the sky
and sitting under your smiling eye
as soon as they swell in sight
they leave in a sudden scene
the curtain coming across to the night
or anger rising in a bitter fight
they may be obscured and forgotten by a few
but the inevitable return is all you knew
they are crashing, as i am to the shore of my sorrows.
the white tips are the pressure points,
my ghostly fingertips that are reaching for anything
to hold on to now that you're gone.
eagerly they do so try to reach for
lost messages that flow into my mouth
and get swallowed in the aching tide
that pulsate with every surge of sadness.
i let go of all that consumes
let it slip from my waving hand
and leave it with the sand.
and leave it with the sand.
----------------------------------------------
it is an attempt in vain: i have learned to perfect the pain.
anger sparks from the mouth in a sickly red hue,
but deeper in the blood runs blue.
i watch the black movement with envious eyes of lime,
the tragic teenagers of the time.
i run away to the shade in which all colors fade
for those content, the rainbow above acts as an alcove.
i am in no way worth the stay
for the duplicity in this treacherous city
so the shadows take me silent
and the boiling blood turns violent.
----------------------------------------------
the sun settled sweetly where trees could make their shade
while leaves were content in their constant state of jade
the wild flowers waved and stretched towards the sky
synchronized swaying with flutters of the butterfly
clouds shifted into shapes across the delicate blue
and i gazed from fragile fields wishing i could change too.
oh a sudden shrill warning from the clouds moving out
the chilly of the air came and blew blades about
as a phantom came round to turn them orange and crimson
leaves wondered in the whistling wind where it had been
then swirled low in a circle to whisper what they knew
and i gazed from crunchy turf wishing i could change too.
so a pure blanket tucked the foliage into a sleep
where the nightmare of negatives began to creep
the trees bereft of greenery, then scarce, then shrouded
felt eves drop so low that the perky petals pouted
ominous sky cried frozen tears for dark days anew
and i gazed from its kerchief wishing i could change too.
the shy sun magnified to thaw the frozen stasis
so that the detectives could work on their cases
bees worked busily and found flowers in their beds
rising from the sheets of soil with sleepy heads
and the world melted in minutes for the frozen few
and i gazed from the blossoms wishing i could change too.
i was interrupted by that of a brilliant flame
so i turned to the smiling sun who looked the same
but he had cleverly hidden behind ashen skies
while the vulnerable canopy gurgled goodbyes
before my eyes explosions of all i ever knew
and i gazed from the wasteland wishing to make it through.
----------------------------------------------
it was curiously bizarre
what id heard from afar
he chewed the orange in the sky
then slurped the water dry
and slept to the sound
upon investigation i saw
her swinging on a chocolate bar
sipping the last milk from a straw
she took a crayon to draw
and dreamt of the world.
the crowd was suddenly in awe
of what appeared to be a flaw
but soon helped fill in the sky
to let the airplanes fly
and i awoke in wonder.
----------------------------------------------
oh the slowing day is dreary not!
claims the tired trail of blue
chimes in are the sickened clouds
parting for the shining crew
she shudders at navy closing in
its battleground the spot she lay
heart already a sinking anchor
lowering into a queasy bay
the wind slapping at her cheeks
chasing darkness off at a run
says shes not tailing the tired trail
but her eyes sink with the sun.
----------------------------------------------
the coast is clear
the crime scene out at sea
you stated your case
of what has become of me.
let them know i wandered in the waves
as riches poured a golden rain
i stole the sunlight from its stay
and washed away the pain.
tell the police to make haste
im getting away with gold
i'll pack it up and ship it
until the proof is sold.
maybe i'll give it to the boy
who bears his heart as a shield
or the girl with repeating scars
that were unable to be healed.
but now i see the shore
inviting me to its home
remainder of sun is sinking under
to where the horizon roams
i have nothing left to take
no need to fret so
the evidence is in my smile -
you must let me go.
----------------------------------------------
empty-eyed upon the streets
where the sights were never few
the skyscrapers swayed in me
a vision of reaching blue
traffic tangled to the tune
of mechanical melodies clashing
but screaming sirens pierced through
a rhymic red in perilous flashing
passersby marched in monotone
chore lists chiming in their heads
as windshield wipers waved, unnoticed
to the steady stream of dread
too soon the city sounds slowed
the skyscrapers swam in black
yet my blind eyes believed somehow
city didnt really lack
somewhere off, a frosted glow
icing of an ordinary night
i took my lead under its warmth
and surrendered to the modern fight.
----------------------------------------------
there are wrinkles i cannot smooth
stretching out comfortably in the sky
and sitting under your smiling eye
as soon as they swell in sight
they leave in a sudden scene
the curtain coming across to the night
or anger rising in a bitter fight
they may be obscured and forgotten by a few
but the inevitable return is all you knew
