sheema

SPECTRES

Cold faces
in/stare in empty spaces
segmented emotions
drawing on blood
choking on tears
the bitter taste of it
washes away the illogical notion
of what once was love
or was it even love?

confused demented thoughts
borderline insanity
a degration of self
of selfishness of acceptance?

the circle cast
The paths truged
the begining to the end
and the end to the begining
once more
frustrum of foolishness


*****

d: Unspoken and unheard
U passed me by softly
Like a silent summer breeze
Sighs of yours in silence
Expressive and emotional
Tears apart my trajic soul
Dotn touch me
Dotn tear me
Transform me in your silence
Unspoken and unheard
U passed me by softly
Like a silent summer breeze
Sighs of yours in silence
Expressive and emotional
Tears apart my trajic soul
Dotn touch me
Dotn tear me
Transform me in your silence

******
TEAR DROPS IN WINTER
The shimmering crystals in my eyes
Catches a rainbow
The reflection of my mind
And scatters it carelessly
Into a thousand colours of emotions
Upon the winds of time
And once again I remember
My tear drops in the winter

***

MOURNFUL SOUL

Tonight the sun sets
But in a lost horizon
In an ocean of flames
The dying embers gaze
Across the shadowed sky
It fills the painful isolation
Of where I lie
Cold and naked
As the day I was born
Alone I lie, alone I decay
Redemption of my worldly sins
A release from my pitiful birth
A sudden drift of wind
Carries your laughter and a faint scent of your life
Across to where I lie
It dissolves in the air above
But does not reach my silence
In my silence I sigh
You feel a sudden chill, but shrug and walk away

away from
long forgotten mournful soul


I dotn liek the ending.. its incomplete.. i never wrote after the
"walk away" part...



standing silent
in deep waters
watching, around me fall
leaves in wintry weather
seven seasons passed by
the joys sorrows and all regrets
are but a drop
falling soft and silent
in deep waters
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**

eternally entwined
your hand in mine
a stale reminder
of unspoken promises on pursed lips
beaded and threaded
with a thousand empty dreams
diffused colors of emotion
entwined eternally
like your hand in mine

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