Love Insomnia
I sleep with hope to see you again,
Yet would keep awake until that day.
Sleeping sweeps tears into oblivion,
Like peace does to mental confusion.
I thought my memory would resist.
Oh I barely remember the twist.
To your smile.
There are days my thoughts sourly fight.
Like in a world war,they are a sight.
The more I try to uphold unity,
a plethora of fearless foreign forces;
pull them apart like a hungered beast,
Feasting on its pre.
In many rivers of pain will I sail.
Within the little lonely frame,
will I bear the weight of each day.
Let my unknown treasure the name,
of hope beyond sight; like many todays
are to most of our yesterdays.
I am awake,I am afraid
My vision is choked into dismay
I love what we'll be someday
Heaven knows.
The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen. Frank Lloyd Wright
Monday, 22 November 2010
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
A letter to Heaven
Dear Heaven,
Thank you for love,for the ray of light it brings to my nights.
For the songs it awakens in my heart every now and then.
I have heared from a very young age that love was impossible.
In fact,that for humans it was inconceivable.
I was afraid from my younger days that I would miss my way.
I was frightened at the many stories of heart-breaks.
Thank you heaven for drying my painful and abundant tears
for never leaving me in peace when my choice was mediocrity.
Those days I thought I knew better,that I was my own master
Fighting against the wind and hiding from the rain.
Thank you heaven for the angels I call family
For those I knew not yesterday,that I love today.
Indeed,strangers of today could be friends of tomorrow.
Thank you for the treasure whose name I bear.
In who's shoulders my head rest,in who's eyes I am secure.
Yours ever
An aspiring angel
Thank you for love,for the ray of light it brings to my nights.
For the songs it awakens in my heart every now and then.
I have heared from a very young age that love was impossible.
In fact,that for humans it was inconceivable.
I was afraid from my younger days that I would miss my way.
I was frightened at the many stories of heart-breaks.
Thank you heaven for drying my painful and abundant tears
for never leaving me in peace when my choice was mediocrity.
Those days I thought I knew better,that I was my own master
Fighting against the wind and hiding from the rain.
Thank you heaven for the angels I call family
For those I knew not yesterday,that I love today.
Indeed,strangers of today could be friends of tomorrow.
Thank you for the treasure whose name I bear.
In who's shoulders my head rest,in who's eyes I am secure.
Yours ever
An aspiring angel
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