Tag: burn

written by Daniel
December 1, 2020 0

In my head I have trapped a hundred stories
tales of different times and different glories
And I can’t tell where ends the truth, where starts the lie
Which one are you and which am I.
The earth keeps spinning round and round
I remain lost hoping to be found

At the water’s edge I look below
The subtle stream moved so slow
Don’t know what there is to see
The reflection there, it isn’t me
Can’t recognize my sight or voice
It’s the result of every choice

The fire grows and belows bright
Bringing warmth to my delight.
I feel it singe, ravage and burn
Like the decisions I’ve made in silly turn
And as the night grows old and dim
My mind takes its turn to grim

You stoke the fire so it may forge the strongest steel
Through it’s desire, you slowly forget how to feel
The steel is strong but it is brittle
I’m feeling lost, I’m feeling little
And fire is getting higher
I might surrender I’m so tired.

Can’t believe this is what I am
You said go and I began
But I don’t recognize the shadow in the dark
And the fire. It’s giving off sparks.
I deflect but they still burn
No matter how I twist and turn.

I told myself I’d keep on living
Every day just keep on giving
But I’m giving to a jester
Who exists only to pester
And my mind can’t find distinction
Between my facts and and all my fiction

Perhaps the time is nigh
To finally write my last goodbye
To swim away to the abyss
Where no one will dare to miss
A silly wretch as damned as I
And so my friends I say: goodbye.

written by Daniel
May 7, 2014 0
written by Daniel
May 7, 2014 0

http://content-img.experienceproject.com/1338416845Twrjwf.jpgIn a little corner bistro, at  the table on the right
sat a little girl, dark hair, blue eyes,
She sat there all night.
In front of her a dark bound notebook,
A foolish boy once gave to her
lay open with a pencil dainty in her fingers crook
Pondering and thinking, she sits and scrawls about
whatever little thought will pass her
while filling her with doubt.
She never had imagined, it would one day come to this
Dilemmas, problems issues growing
Stealing her happiness and bliss.
A dozen flowers laying scattered
At that table on the right
beside them, the pieces of her heart, shattered.

The lion’s roar of thunder
Kept them up that night,
Kept them all at wonder
Stayed with them till the light
And still the rain kept falling.

He sat home by the candle writing
He only thought of her,
This was no silly fling
He dared not speak the meaning
He kept hidden in his soul
He burned and suffered through the spring
Try as he might, he didn’t dare
to share his inner feeling
Her broken heart he would try to spare.
No one should have to burn
As he was burning there
And then perhaps she’ll learn
The meaning of the longing stare
he gave her when they sat together,
While his presence she could still bare.

The lion’s roar of thunder
Kept them up that night,
Kept them all at wonder
Stayed with them till the light
And still the rain kept falling.