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"Waiting for the Sun" by Wayne EN Friendship (2003-12-09) There is a man by a campfire Watching the spaces between Thought and reflection The vast distances seen He sits with blanket Grey and frayed Patterned with food colouring And the tribal markings Of a Chieftan He stares at the sunset Golden-orange light reflected in eyes Just sitting there Watching and seeing All that was made He sees the birds fly towards their sleeping night He sees the sun lower that little bit more Mountains eating into it Clouds enhance it Cool air against his face Wind swallowing the hair around His chasm chiselled face He watches the dying sun Lose the fight with night Knowing there is balance and symmetry He closes his eyes and starts to rest Reassured that the sun will rise once more Staining the ocean behind him A bright coral pink colour Waiting for the warmth to reach nape of exposed neck Waking him once more So as he sleeps And the campfire dwindles away The sea waves lapping against shore A gentle lullaby To the ocean chorus of whales Somewhere nearby "The Tiny Moth" by Lauren Roussin EN Emotion (2002-10-01) the tiny moth that flitters all around the light will never see the darkness of the black n starry night she made to live a life of lies and never try to see how her life could end up or what she could be but she lives her life attached to the bright yellow tinted light never looking forward for the dreadful fear of fright for she never lived among the shadows only in the light she’s never seen the outside world she only knows what’s 'right' her life has kept her locked away in the brightened room she feels it is her sanctuary but its more like her tomb she’s too afraid to come out now she'll live her life of lies she wants to know the truth in life so she sits at night and cries she wants to view the world herself to see what she’s missed in the dark well she is surely in for shock this will surely light a spark in her mind knowledge will grow she will soon know what’s wrong shell learn to be less weak and she will grow so strong she’s no longer locked away she has escaped her cage and now she knows why she’s been filled with years and years of rage now she knows the pain of love and how a heart can break now she knows the worlds not perfect and how the earth can quake maybe next to her light is where she should have stayed confined in her little world is where she should have played she’s been transformed from what she was into what she'll now always be not the tiny little moth because now this girl is free for in the shadows now she lurks she hates the lights of day and in the shadows is where she vows she will now always stay an angry child once naive to the painful darkness of night the little moth should have stayed and flickered all around that light for now her sweetness; wasted and all just to see how her life could end up and what she could be "Requiem For Tina" by Sara S. EN Death (2002-08-27) Hear my words of mourning Throughout this bitter land As you slipped away I could only pray Your angelic voice, be your guiding hand So long our friendship lasted Good times and bad we faced You never let life get you down In your hands, my heart I placed For every waking moment When you were never there I thought of what might happen to you Those thoughts I can not bare Then Id see your smiling face Your eyes glittering in the sun All of those thoughts were washed away My angel, my Tina, the one When the day came For you to leave And for me to say goodbye The words wouldnt come out I couldnt let go So all I did was cry You looked at me Wiped away my tears And told me, Dont be sad... for all the days I spent with you... were he best days I've ever had.. At those words, your eyes, they closed And your soul drifted away But the true love That I felt for you I still feel to this day ""fuck you, sugar"" by Kelsey EN Emotion (2002-08-20) the sky tonight, black and empty, reminds me vaguely of your eyes and there's nothing but a vast void left behind the drifting clouds - it's just like your eyes were that time when you said 'Well fuck you, sugar cuz life don't give a damn, and neither do I.' and then you walked away without another word and it made me wonder at the time, but I soon forgot all about it - until I saw the sky tonite, so empty and unclaimed "Homeless" by Graham Howard EN People (2000-12-24) One of the old blokes he got us some booze. We drank and we drank till we started to snooze. Because when your asleep right,you just aint got a care. Thats when reality stops and you leave you nightmare. No one to judge you to laugh or to scoff. Call you a scavenging git and get told to Fk off. You don't have any fleas and you smell nice and clean. No one Give's you kicking or calls you obscene. You still have a family that cares what you've done. You still have your parents who still love their son. Then flash its morning and you know in your heart Its back to reality and the real nightmare starts. |
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