drifting ashes ( Read more... )

i would some day like to learn
just how one can truly earn
this valuable thing we hold so dear

for now i'll sit and wonder why
opportunity keeps passing by
and why it is that no one lets me near

please ignore the fact that i completely plagiarised the first 2 lines from wicked. i knew i'd probably heard them before and but i couldn't put my finger on it. but then i remembered. but it was too good.what is this feeling ( Read more... )

what is the difference ( Read more... )

overwhelming feeling
myself alone i blame
and covering my eyes
i hide my head in shame
i don't see you
when you look at me and cry
i don't hear you
when you comfort me, or try
to tell me that it's all ok
or that it's not my fault
because i always find a way
to carry all the guilt
and hang my head again
so leave me now
to wallow in my sin.

how i long for nothing else ( Read more... )

musical delight
the soaring harmonies weave
a pattern so emotional
entwined with rhythms and meter
the singers promenade about
waning and waxing
the tempo relaxing
crescendo beginning
my mind is left spinning
this blissful state
please, don't abate
just let me stay and listen
forever embraced
in your lullaby enchantment

life was plain ( Read more... )

amber colored morning.
i watch the sun ascend,
the landscape lightened, gilded
as if visited from King Midas.
overhead, a golden eagle soars;
and i observe, awe-struck.

that such a sight could be seen,
or that entranced in this moment
one could stand
and still deny the dexterity of our Creator,
is a mystery immensely perplexing.

All these thoughts flow into an oblivion of melancholy bliss.

Here I am. Read on, should thou warrant necessity.