Monday, January 7, 2013

a poem


I wanted to update something but I don't want to talk for I am too sorrowful. So I'm creating this poem right now. I call it... Waiting beat.

I hope you listen to this song while reading it. This song is perfection. There is also English version of Love will be born again, I like both. I love Versailles...



Waiting
A girl waits in her box
Waiting to be collected

Mornings go by
One by one
Colors fading into that dirty snow
All I see is dirt
Can't find my heart

Somewhere it's getting darker
Somewhere there's a lone walker
Fear is cruel thing

Grudges and remedy
If only those two could kiss
If only those two could marry
Their children
Peace and freedom

Teeth biting
Do not speak
We cannot hear
I smell your pride
You see my ugliness
They loathe you

Waiting unpatiently
Fearing relentlessly


I want to throw the world with a big rock
I want to sail away to ends of the Earth
I want to rotten away like a rotten rat

Moment of weakness
Love is a funny thing
Can't find my heart again
Did I lose it?

Crumbles on the floor
A lion is coming to save the pieces
Don't close the door
Don't close it
Don't!

Too late, is it now?
Shattered mind in a tottering box
One missing from a jigsaw puzzle
Too scared to cry
All I keep asking is why

Smiling face is the Sun
Give me water
Not all evil is bad
 Happiness kills one with a gun

The beating of that red sunset
Is bound to come closer
 
Eventually

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