Mother, do you hear me?
Let me speak with my untouched tongue,
in silence I grave for attention.
“Pull me in” and taste the lies among.
Mother, do you see me?
Eyes, closed by day, took me down.
Afraid I was to see,
“to accept” the faith that you were no more around!
Mother, do you love me?
To love, or, to be loved? that’s the question.
I Will be asking myself till the dawn of night,
shimmering light wandering among your confession.
Sweet loving symphony of
Youth, merely touch
My tender lips of my sin.
Provoke, to breath, air becoming my horizon.
Howling waves of music, the
Ocean, following me through mother’s
Nature speech of the wizen.
Young and Lividly foraging for devotion,
To be lost,
To be lost,
To be lost,
To be….. emotion.
Share me a world with no pain.
Take me to a place hidden from human eye.
Dance with me to the beginning of no memory stain.
I’m embraced by thou waltzing grace.
Do you speak or slither around in my brain?
Hopeless in search while lost in translation.
“To be laconic;
Raising my heartbeat for thou beauty.
When I see you smile I see the define world, not demonic.
without ending emotions I feel harmonic.”
She said that dream was a fraught,
for I have been seen in waking thought.
“Shoot”, you said; “Shoot, and follow the bloodline!”
It was the dark night of august. sweet and define.
“Set me loose”, you said; “Set me loose and be free”
Take me to a higher degree of summers sea.
For joy to my smile, adore thee proud part.
From broken to rising heart.
Of which those butterflies we had to revise,
flown and free from despise.
Can I be honest? before asking for the who’s.
Out for defeat, knocked down and lost abuse.
Never have I prolonged more for breath of air,
For I have given my last hope for you to care.
Endless of shame and careless prayer, for you to stare.
Seeking for the truth, while lost in lies of defuse. Never felt
Safe while being confined, without an excuse.
I’m lost and helpless, seeking night of cries to lose.
Only to wander through confession; “to ask to speak!”
Now I will behave for your aggression!
To love and to care for I speak with my soul.
to thou grace and beauty;
“For I shall be whole.”
To wonder through my hearts keyhole.
To quote, to speak, to laugh;
“For I shall lose control.”
To a labyrinth of light.
To be lost in sight;
“For I shall rise through life at night.”
To walk down the alley
despite the dark fight;
“For I shall rewrite my story to be a knight”
Let’s pretend I was walking down the lane of fire. feeling the restless, heating and precious desire.
Let’s pretend that I was willing to jump, to scream, to fall and to rise prior.
Let’s pretend I was willing to take that imperfect path to the future to inspire.
Let’s pretend there was no gun, no pain and no attached wire.
Was I the only person that believed in the mystery, or was I the seduced one? to be the one that has none is shredding your tears into your own loaded gun. Let me shoot;”let me kill”. Let me go for the one I will, my dear son. It all began when time was right and she won.
“Oh dear god, set me loose from my strain”
thou beauty had me from the beginning to navigate, in search for life; you, the smell, wouldn’t let me terminate the enemy we had inside of us. So we had to suffocate!
Both, air and sun, were afraid to collaborate to let it rise into long lost soulmate. So we had to facilitate!
“By releasing the pain”
Waltzing through life as John Doe in search for myself while I seek for my train. Speaking in tongue and slowly as Mark Twain. “Apparently there is nothing that cannot happen today” such loose in strain we act all vain. We have our own fib; will you have that walk with me to Spain?
As timorous we are we couldn’t previse our ending future.It is in our nature to raise our hopes in the air. By asking for the who’s, the when’s and the where’s we shall find our love affair. They say “don’t poke the bear”, or thou shall fall down in million pair. So be aware my dear human being. Because you are the one to been keen. Though you prepare what you can repair.