Thursday, July 19, 2012

Sometimes solitude

She knocks on your door
invite herself in
embrace you numb
all the tears
run down your cheek
can't stop
can't get away
solitude has you
Prisoner without sentence's end.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Garden of bleeding roses

When time has run out
patience have left
so many words
again déjá vu
Love, oh love
where have you gone?
I look for you endlessly
in the garden of bleeding roses
thought it hurts
I keep searching to find you again
oh love, sweet love
I've lost you in the garden
I might never find
never hold
never feel
never see again
Love
silent cry
whispear your name
wandering twisted paths
dense foliage
unmerciful nature
poor judgement.