Was going through some of my old entries in my journals
found some interesting reads
felt some painful memories
relived some humourous scenes
overwhelmed with emotions.
Here are some words extracted ::
to speak without words,
to fly without wings,
to play without things.
- June 1996
You're leaving with the better deal
You're looking forward while I'm stuck with our past
Still storm raging in my heart
Involuntary welling of silent tears
Quiet convulsive gasping in thoughts
Spastic containment of indignation
It hurts cos you don't hate me
It hurts cos you don't want me
It hurts cos you're moving on
while I'm hopelessly trapped with our past
Letting go is such a difficult task
Yet I know its not an option, its a must
It hurts to know that it doesn't hurt you anymore to see me cry
You rather walk away then to wipe those eyes dry
It hurts cos you don't love me anymore
- June 1996
Swirl for me coffee brown
Keep me awake through the lonely nights
Swirl for me coffee brown
dance me to dawn's first light
Your tones of warm shadows carassing me in this cold plight
Swirl me round and round, your bittertaste let it bite
Swirl for me coffee brown
- June 1996
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