One day we’ll say goodbye
And we’ll kiss like we’ve never kissed
We’ll stand amongst the sea
And the waves will lap at my knee
It’s this day I am fearful for
The day the boats come to dock,
And the doors I held open will have to lock
My hopes will fade and I’ll start to dream
Dreaming of you as the one that got away
One day I’ll have to miss your face
And I’ll have to remember the way you taste
I’ll stick your photo on my wall
I’ll shed a tear when I hear your song
One day we’ll all be said and done
And I’ll have to face that you have gone.
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Deceptive Poetry.
This poem won’t say anything i want it to say
i’ll save it all for another day
that day won’t come until it’s too late
and you’ll be wondering if it was fate
this poem won’t tell you the things i feel
i munch on the words like yesterday’s meal
i didn’t know that i could feel so much
but the heartbreak fades with each touch
this poem won’t say that i love you
it won’t tell me you love me too
it will hide every feeling i’ve ever felt
and pretend you made my heart melt
this poem won’t make you happy, nor sad,
an emotion-less being, it drives me mad
it will hide the truth from your eyes
i hope you know it’s all lies
this poem won’t tell you that i’m sad today
it’ll hide it with rhymes and pretty words to say
it won’t tell you that i cried tonight
and after all this time, i’ve seen the light.
i’ll save it all for another day
that day won’t come until it’s too late
and you’ll be wondering if it was fate
this poem won’t tell you the things i feel
i munch on the words like yesterday’s meal
i didn’t know that i could feel so much
but the heartbreak fades with each touch
this poem won’t say that i love you
it won’t tell me you love me too
it will hide every feeling i’ve ever felt
and pretend you made my heart melt
this poem won’t make you happy, nor sad,
an emotion-less being, it drives me mad
it will hide the truth from your eyes
i hope you know it’s all lies
this poem won’t tell you that i’m sad today
it’ll hide it with rhymes and pretty words to say
it won’t tell you that i cried tonight
and after all this time, i’ve seen the light.
Friday, 12 March 2010
Your Song.
Your song is beginning to play,
It’s lingering a bit inside my head today
Yours is the only song I ever want to hear,
I wish today could last for a year
Heavy beats and a muffled drum,
A pretty guitar that you strum
I sometimes wish I could sing in tune,
Just to whisper along with you
I’d stay awake so I could play,
We’d play until the break of day
Sometimes a song is all I need
To fill my heart with love and greed
I’d walk hand in hand through sound with you
Away with the tune, your song and you.
It’s lingering a bit inside my head today
Yours is the only song I ever want to hear,
I wish today could last for a year
Heavy beats and a muffled drum,
A pretty guitar that you strum
I sometimes wish I could sing in tune,
Just to whisper along with you
I’d stay awake so I could play,
We’d play until the break of day
Sometimes a song is all I need
To fill my heart with love and greed
I’d walk hand in hand through sound with you
Away with the tune, your song and you.
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
The Dot Of The I's.
I want to open the book of your life,
And read between all the lines.
I was caught in your dreams in fantasies i can’t comprehend
With words i don’t understand,
And I want to know everything you know:
To read your first chapter and take the meanings from the page,
I want to make sense of the rhyme and the fantasies,
To know your hopes, to cure your fears
I want to read about the time we first kissed,
And everything about me that one day you’ll miss
You’re riddled with secrets that i fear,
And a lifetime of love i wish i could be near
I want to read between your lines,
Read your book page by page
To be the fiction and the fact,
The rhetorical question and the dot of the I’s.
And read between all the lines.
I was caught in your dreams in fantasies i can’t comprehend
With words i don’t understand,
And I want to know everything you know:
To read your first chapter and take the meanings from the page,
I want to make sense of the rhyme and the fantasies,
To know your hopes, to cure your fears
I want to read about the time we first kissed,
And everything about me that one day you’ll miss
You’re riddled with secrets that i fear,
And a lifetime of love i wish i could be near
I want to read between your lines,
Read your book page by page
To be the fiction and the fact,
The rhetorical question and the dot of the I’s.
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