Sunday, January 20, 2008

choice

behind my back
a guess-the-hand surprise
in one fist a shooting star
the other a milky way
i hold them sweet and to your say
a closed fist you must choose
be in the left
be in the right
the decision in your eyes

say o giver of grace
the world may change
my fist i take ?
the world would have lost its way
if the choice is to never choose !

the falling star may fade away
but hope it brings
those lost in harm's way
the milky way forever stay
beautiful to look at
forever and a day

but when you gaze and see my choice
high in the heavenly cloud
i pray the hope or wonder gaze
would fill your temple with guidance
and your life be praise

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

so amazing

hold the fire please now hold your tongue
for long i've know now your the only one
God forbid i always told the truth
when we had it all love in our youth

photographs all torn up lost our past
i turn my head these memories i have
you came by to cart your stuff away
a broken heart lost in the move today

and so we lost
something amazing
memories things only we can have
but hey we felt amazing
but all of that is buried
dead at last

there's a million more things i can say
a million more deaths i die each day
maybe one day i will sleep again
maybe one day i can sleep again

Thursday, January 10, 2008

snare

i am reason
falling into traps cunningly
laid by adventure's promise
if you cant beat them
you might as well lead them
oh what a beautiful way
to fly

good bye

i can't fight
the feelings tried
when i hide inside my world and time is all i know
life is fine
the days are great
its a funny feeling i get inside cos i know fate
i know fate

take me down
you know best
to where its hard to find the way back from this world we know
sun goes down
blood red sky
the ocean rolls and hide our tears when we
when we cry

i have tried
most my life
to stay on the path that follows to the road i know is right
mistakes do claim
its share of pain
only when we start to measure fear is when we
when we die

good bye is forever

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

echo

the silence hears me
and it answers back

where ?

before the rain it was all so clear
the path through the woods marked with stone

i wonder through this
i stop wandering
i dont understand
i never will

barefoot trudging on
rocks sha(r)ped by 2 years of erosion

i wander through this
i stop wondering
i can understand
i always have

even through the rain glimmers of surety
the corridor cast in stone and inevitable

i am this
i am this

Monday, January 7, 2008

silent elf

as silent as the fog that leaves the earth
Starálfur invade my dreams...
she's blond and red
and sways like waves
she holds out her palm
with magic seeds collected
from the forest of dreams
inviting to join the sway
prison to bliss i can only wave
from a distance...

sugar ant

ant invade my sugar today
a simple shoo didnt scare them away
for woe is me a panic thought
with battle cry i start onslaught
my morning sweet a bitter pill
or protien feed supplement fill ?

Sunday, January 6, 2008

sunstroke

the paper king realized:

sunflower story
the fragile of your yellow
wish on shooting star

lost

i'll draw a bright senseless map
of mysterious wonders under wrap
the bright blue sky patched by cloud
and crooked sign to misty mountain shroud
follow a route of circles twirling round
for then will heart's smile be found

fearless doubt

i seek out doubt in his lonely cave
to have a chat with the old fool
looking back i can see the light
behind his rock blackness rule

its murk and mould
the corpse of fear gone cold
why would you send your demons
to bring men here?
to lose your chance
and trade in fear ?

for at least with fear
hope's a paper king
and courage a knight of ink
and doubt...
just an old fool hiding behind a rock

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

claims

the paper king thought:

mirror complete me
i have no claim to your heart
mind screams (at) emotions

fate and destiny

i tempted reason to come out behind its door of secrets
and shook a large pointy stick at him
of course this prompted destiny to amend entries listed under my name

cupid was silently crying
his arrows sheathed

dancing in the twilight

the paper king wrote:

sever chains left broken
freedom hangs like butterfly
nothing left to lose