Tuesday, 14 May 2013

History binds..

A drop of hope
A pinch of fear
To gather courage
Smiling ear to ear

Pick up the bags
Move upwards high
Hasta lavista
Farewell and goodbye

Another world
A new endeavor
Adrenaline rush
The beginner's fervor

All work through
All work hard
All look up
And pray to the lord

The work's undone
But how could it be
To undo something
To set yourself free?

History binds.

Some dream...

Nothing remains when it ploughs
Not even the darkness
The shadows die 
With the morning light
Not a thing to remember by
The basic nothing

The things that were
Perhaps that could have been
Have lost their presence.
I have lost my mind
In a nonchalant dream

I wonder what I found
Or simply what I lost
For nothing remains
No space just time
Words to live by
Words I don’t remember

The silence grows
Devours me
I try (but)
There is no waking up
I must learn …to live without
what is hollow

Your heart.