Invisible
Our beautiful souls are exiled and outcasts that are
living among this world for we who are straining to be free but are kept locked in invisible chains...
This morning was the same, as any other day,
My feelings were the same, as any other day,
I was trapped in my own world, locked in invisible chains,
Waiting for you to release me,
I hear you call, but I cannot see you,
For my eyes are blinded
I start to cry with invisible tears, but suddenly feel your
warm sweet cheers,
I may be blinded, but I can still feel your love,
I can smell your fragrance,
I can hear youre voice, youre cries,
But most of all I can taste youre sweet lips upon my lips,
And
know that you will always be there, to release me from my invisible chains.
Longing To
Longing to touch you, I am.
The attraction ... your skin your warmth your
smile.
I look into your eyes and know ... longing to touch
me, you are.
I see myself reflected in you and I like it. I want
to experience us, together...
But, my world, my prison, demands a different tune. Erected
barriers remain strong, intact dividing us .........
Friends,family,associates,strangers, mindless blurs amidst
the fog...
They won't accept our eyes meeting, our souls dancing,
my heart holding you in joyful abandon.
So that.... longing to touch you
I
silently remain.
Blackened Memories
I was paused and,
I was gazing, gazing
I was dreaming, dreaming
I was walking, walking
And I started
Running, running
Then I started
Falling, Falling
I was crawling, crawling
You were paused
You were dreaming, dreaming
You were walking, walking
And you started
Running, running
Then you started
Falling, falling
And you were crawling, crawling
We were lying, lying
We were laughing, laughing
We were hugging, hugging
We were kissing, kissing
And we stopped
Breathing, breathing
I woke up from dreaming, dreaming
But you laid sleeping, sleeping
I shook you, shook you
Then I kissed you, kissed you
You woke up from dreaming, dreaming
But I laid sleeping, sleeping
In my silence, silence
It’s all black, black
Your silent, silent
Tears run down, down
Flowers, flowers
Surround me in my
Sleeping, sleeping
Grave.
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