Thursday, December 27, 2012

She walks in the dark

She walks in the dark in world of night
With shadows behind her burning bright
So mellow, so tender, her voice that calls
And speak of troubles that may befall
In eyes so baffled, so deep and dark
She hides her beauty like a quark

In day that shines and lightens her face
And gleams with a mild enchanted grace
The wind when blows with a soft caress
To applaud the beauty of her tress
Her lips like clouds that stay awhile
In sky so curved when she turns to smile
She walks the sunset in her silver gown
Like diamond in a golden crown

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Unattributed

Thinking of the days gone by
My careless thoughts shy away
From somewhere they don't belong

Fading away
Reaching out for what I behold
Why don't you look in the eyes
And try to understand
Its not so intricate as it seems

What if you look at me
And I'm not here
Am I the same person I've known for years
Or is it someone else in my head

I know sometimes I talk to myself
But don't you too?
When you rest in your solitude
When your mind seems to drift away
From their strange fudgy attitudes

I'm losing my way
In the midst of this hysteria
And if I could
I would
Instill the faith in my paranoid eyes
In my brown and mild eyes

After all these years
I'm still learning your strange ways
and the look in my eyes stays
If I'm not the same person I used to be
Do you think you are?