Give me one reason – Tracy Chapman

June 8, 2011 § 2 Comments

Gone with the heat

June 7, 2014 § Leave a comment

I looked for you,
Under the palm tree,
Those green dates told me
that you were here,
I found nothing but your shadow,
Sitting still in the burning heat,
Humming birds were humming,
Saying words I could not understand,
I sat with your shadow under the tree,
And I was burnt  by the heat of your silence.

Camouflage

May 28, 2014 § Leave a comment

Oh darling,
Shit is shit,
Eventhough,
you soak it overnight
in Parisian parfume,
and wrap it in gold leaves.

Don’t tell me your dreams

May 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

Neither can I control your dreams,
nor your subconcious mind,
nor could I tell if you lie,
When truth has become a dancing shadow,
Lies are the puppets,
hidden behind your smiles,
Even if I could spot it from a distant,
If you already chose what to tell,
I could not tell, it is my heaven or hell,
For it is your show,
I shall only clap and shout “Bravo!”

Torn

May 11, 2014 § 1 Comment

You damaged me,
Still I love you,
And you damage me,
And still I love you,
This heart is not much of a heart now,
It is merely bleeding lumpy thing,
Beats but not alive.

Stepping back

May 9, 2014 § Leave a comment

I understand completely,
If her company makes you happy,
There’s no jealousy,
It is the feeling of exhaustion in me,
That I’ve never been seen,
You put my feelings away inside a tin,
You never saw every time she is around,
I feel as if I was a dead body in the ground,
That you would revive when she’s gone.

I’m stepping back, I’d remove myself,
From the dusty picture on the shelf,
Wishing you love and happiness,
As I pack up all of my bitterness.

Cracks on my heart

May 9, 2014 § Leave a comment

There are cracks on my heart,
In a matter of seconds it would break,
The pieces will scatter all over the place,
And these old bones of mine,
Creacking as I bend over to pick up all the broken pieces.
Let it be broken to bits,
As it has no use anymore,
Let all the pieces be gone once more,
For I ran out of glue and thread
to stick them back together again.

New kind of love

April 29, 2014 § Leave a comment

I loved you in the old fashion way,
Yet, you did not see it,
You never saw it,
You took my love for granted,
There’s nothing left of me no more,
Today,
I custom made my love,
Crafted with pain
and bitterness you’ve given me,
I crafted it only for you….
A new kind of love,
That I knew you will hate it too.

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