Post by Aether on Dec 17, 2009 20:29:01 GMT -5
In my life, there were colors i could not describe enough for you,
There were sounds between sounds, pictures between pictures.
All my life I've seen many people, flow around like a river aground.
All too busy for listening to my stories,
hurrying like it was the end of the times,
and in the end accomplishing nothing to the fold,
running on empty lungs they go into the dust.
flaying, choking, on their pretty lies.
I will show you how their lives came up so short,
so shallow its like footdeep puddles in the soul,
Rot away from all their lies, and now they have nothing to say.
Who are we to judge what they have said, to make their way,
I see those lost in the sands, the sands of treachery and despair.
Nothing works, cause nothing is there!
In my time I have seen ever great things,
things made of miracles and wonder.
In my life all the big schemes have gone up into smoke,
In my time we all knew what was to be told,
these little white lies were the tenets of the peace.
Bringing peace through blissful ignorance,
This is not enough for you and me...
I have seen the trees grow from the seed their parents,
looking up I see their great ascent,
I know what its like to get old.
and in the end they rot from inside, they rot in the soul,
They pray in silence and in vain into the fold.
I was there when they needed some of my light,
I was there when they needed some of my might,
I was their in their life when they needed me!
Overnight...
((OOC;I'll fine tune more over my poem a bit later but feel free to post your comments on my song its still not done though)
There were sounds between sounds, pictures between pictures.
All my life I've seen many people, flow around like a river aground.
All too busy for listening to my stories,
hurrying like it was the end of the times,
and in the end accomplishing nothing to the fold,
running on empty lungs they go into the dust.
flaying, choking, on their pretty lies.
I will show you how their lives came up so short,
so shallow its like footdeep puddles in the soul,
Rot away from all their lies, and now they have nothing to say.
Who are we to judge what they have said, to make their way,
I see those lost in the sands, the sands of treachery and despair.
Nothing works, cause nothing is there!
In my time I have seen ever great things,
things made of miracles and wonder.
In my life all the big schemes have gone up into smoke,
In my time we all knew what was to be told,
these little white lies were the tenets of the peace.
Bringing peace through blissful ignorance,
This is not enough for you and me...
I have seen the trees grow from the seed their parents,
looking up I see their great ascent,
I know what its like to get old.
and in the end they rot from inside, they rot in the soul,
They pray in silence and in vain into the fold.
I was there when they needed some of my light,
I was there when they needed some of my might,
I was their in their life when they needed me!
Overnight...
((OOC;I'll fine tune more over my poem a bit later but feel free to post your comments on my song its still not done though)