There maybe something different
In many ways if hope
I don’t wonder what it maybe
For it can’t be too close.
There was that one day
In which to hold all strong
But days just fly by
Without any hope for the moment,
No matter what I’m doing.
There seems to be a lot, going on
Many seem in wonder,
Why I have stopped, in my way…
To the end,
Oh, it may go forever
I know not, till when.
Sunday, 25 November 2007
A Glimpse
When I am over
And my time is out,
I begin to see
What I was not.
There was a time then,
A time when things where clear.
Now all is new,
And things have changes.
Though time ought to change
Things for the go0d,
Some have indeed gone,
Only for the worse.
No one here can feel
What I feel,
For it is too deep to understand
And very tiring it is.
Many days go by
Without a single tear,
When all of a sudden
All is a blur….. till the times’ end.
And my time is out,
I begin to see
What I was not.
There was a time then,
A time when things where clear.
Now all is new,
And things have changes.
Though time ought to change
Things for the go0d,
Some have indeed gone,
Only for the worse.
No one here can feel
What I feel,
For it is too deep to understand
And very tiring it is.
Many days go by
Without a single tear,
When all of a sudden
All is a blur….. till the times’ end.
Someone
Tired are the days the days that I have these days,
Hurt are the feelings I have felt these days.
But, then it all went away, someway
For it all came to me, in different ways, today.
Someone showed me why I should live,
Someone made me want to give.
Someone gave me a reason to live
Because of that someone I am here to stay.
Loneliness went away for miles
And then all my life came to be mine,
I was today with all hearts smiles,
Because that someone was here,
By, my side.
Days
Last, was what it all became.
Be, was something it just happened to seem,
Gone, are the days, the good old days
Come, does time with some too merry.
Seem, to me that is what I do
Go on a road that seems so long,
Where, I go I seem not to know…
Look, for what I want oh so more…
Purpose, I have found, in my way
Stretch out to see, you and me,
Never before long, have I known this will end,
So go, that’s my way, till that day…
Be, was something it just happened to seem,
Gone, are the days, the good old days
Come, does time with some too merry.
Seem, to me that is what I do
Go on a road that seems so long,
Where, I go I seem not to know…
Look, for what I want oh so more…
Purpose, I have found, in my way
Stretch out to see, you and me,
Never before long, have I known this will end,
So go, that’s my way, till that day…
Good Bye
Desperate feelings that do come to me,
Yet, how can it all be to me,
The strangeness only occurs some while ago
Of the never ending feelings of years ago.
The timely time gives me time to think,
Of the air’s one of them put up today,
As I like to see “them all,” in one
The departure of that “one,” caused a loss.
Should time heal that wound I made?
Or let it heal from within “itself?”
Anyway all is done for the chosen one
Has gone through without saying a
“Good Bye.”
Yet, how can it all be to me,
The strangeness only occurs some while ago
Of the never ending feelings of years ago.
The timely time gives me time to think,
Of the air’s one of them put up today,
As I like to see “them all,” in one
The departure of that “one,” caused a loss.
Should time heal that wound I made?
Or let it heal from within “itself?”
Anyway all is done for the chosen one
Has gone through without saying a
“Good Bye.”
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