The door is there to come in or to go out
Do you follow the signs or your heart?
We stand here at forked roads,
Pacing the ground, round and round
Do you choose for others or for yourself?
We are bond by invisible strings
One yank there, one tug here,
We can never be out of influence's reach,
But the choice is yours to hold,
Like a little child,
It grows into something,
Like branches of a tree,
There is value in every way,
Every direction.
It's your choice to roll the dice,
But the outcome, you can't control.
All one must do, is muster courage and hope.
But do I have them in my possession?
Even with such bravery, one is still
Exposed to the caprice, taciturn life,
Why do we still choose to love?
Random, random linessss...
Sorta inspired by Firethorn and Galan.
September 30, 2010
September 28, 2010
Mythology
My love resides on the sun,
My sorrow resides on the moon,
I'm leaping on the stars to get to you
Careful not to fall into darkness.
I found you on Earth, and
We held hands as we explored this galaxy,
Riding on the asteroid belt,
Sliding down Saturn's rings.
We become shooting stars,
Round and round we go,
Until we tire and rest upon clouds, but
You fall through and back in your slumber.
Whilst I, sitting on Polaris, watched you
As you awake in my love,
I fade into sorrow,
And you remark on your fantastical dream.
My sorrow resides on the moon,
I'm leaping on the stars to get to you
Careful not to fall into darkness.
I found you on Earth, and
We held hands as we explored this galaxy,
Riding on the asteroid belt,
Sliding down Saturn's rings.
We become shooting stars,
Round and round we go,
Until we tire and rest upon clouds, but
You fall through and back in your slumber.
Whilst I, sitting on Polaris, watched you
As you awake in my love,
I fade into sorrow,
And you remark on your fantastical dream.
This one pieced itself together.
I have no idea what the hell I was writing, haha.
Composition started Sept. 24th, 2010.
I have no idea what the hell I was writing, haha.
Composition started Sept. 24th, 2010.
September 23, 2010
I, Toi
I will always remember our first gaze
It wasn't by chance that we happen to
Look upon each other, our sights embrace,
Yet not knowing how our bond will ensue
We sat there still, across from each other
Silences fill the chasm between us
Thinking spoken speech is a great bother,
When it feels like the morning of Christmas
There's something familiar about you
Like you have walked the paths of my memories
Like a painting I've forgotten was there
You are a bright star that I never knew
A picture of love and all its glories
Will 't please you to remain with me, here?
My tribute to Petrarch, whose sonnets I have slighted.
Though my words are not magnificent as his, it is my first. <3 span="span">3>
It wasn't by chance that we happen to
Look upon each other, our sights embrace,
Yet not knowing how our bond will ensue
We sat there still, across from each other
Silences fill the chasm between us
Thinking spoken speech is a great bother,
When it feels like the morning of Christmas
There's something familiar about you
Like you have walked the paths of my memories
Like a painting I've forgotten was there
You are a bright star that I never knew
A picture of love and all its glories
Will 't please you to remain with me, here?
My tribute to Petrarch, whose sonnets I have slighted.
Though my words are not magnificent as his, it is my first. <3 span="span">3>
September 19, 2010
Coward
The sunflower drooped its head in sunshine
There is static on the radio
My lips are sewn shut with my own intestines
My blood putting out the flames of Helios
I'm slithering on the ground in toil
Dirt beneath my nails
I lay on my back on moist soil
My weaknesses, can I prevail?
I spread out my arms and fall back
I'm falling like the plates thrown from the roof
I can't make up for all that I lack
And this is my proof.
There is static on the radio
My lips are sewn shut with my own intestines
My blood putting out the flames of Helios
I'm slithering on the ground in toil
Dirt beneath my nails
I lay on my back on moist soil
My weaknesses, can I prevail?
I spread out my arms and fall back
I'm falling like the plates thrown from the roof
I can't make up for all that I lack
And this is my proof.
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