I Can Write About It, I Can't Write Some More

That is the riddle of the sphinx,
But i will make sure you cannot figure it out
That your answer shall never be right,
For i am the sphinx,
And i still do not want to die.

Tell me all the lies so i may live some more.
I will keep this answer till the last breath of my life.
You shall never know it.

Be human still, for i am half lion half bird sitting on a hill
Challenging those that pass before me
Killing them without pity

You are the chosen one to kill me
With an answer
You are the answer but you are blind still
And too dumb
For not loving me and so i live still
Perhaps forever,

For i am attuned to this pain
Of loving not
And truly not loving still

You, my secret, my truth, my death.
i live, and only through lies, i live and only through your indifference

You must not have the wit
You must never learn to love
For when this happens
I shall be no more.

Tell Me What You Think Of Me.

Look me in the eyes, swallow your pride.
Tell me what you think of me.
Can't you see all I need is a breath of fresh air
From the bullshit you keep feeding me
I know I'm a suspect as much as a victim
At least I've got the balls to admit
After all that I said
After all that I've done
I still know I'm this piece of shit

So go ahead and tell me
I can see it on your lips
You've always burned by the warmth from us all
And now your shoulders chipped.
Spit your rage, speak your fire,
Let the flames of hatred hit me
Burn me all you like
Let the flames lick higher
It's what is left that I need

Now when was it ever about taking sides?
Everyone's had enough of you
I've seen the monster you've become
After all the shit we've been put through

Everyone has to fucking talk
Everyone has to say their piece
No one can take a moment to feel what I feel
No one gets a chance to talk
Nobody gets to say their piece
Your burning tongue won't let a single person get a word out

Now nobody's left to burn
They've all packed and left you
Can't you see we put all effort in?
Now I don't know where to begin
Convincing you that your not who you think you are
You're just your best friend's enemy

You can't look me in the eyes
You can't swallow your pride
Tell me what you think of me
Can't you see all I need is a breath of fresh air
From your indecency

Standing Without Me

I hate that I have to wait for you
All thought it make me like you more.
It kind of makes me wonder,
What am I waiting for?
My heart starts pounding
My eyes start to swell
You think that I don't notice
But its you that cannot tell
I ask for you answer
Over and over again
I have so much to say
But where do I begin
You try to avoid me
You do it so well
Hypnotized by thoughts of you
I'm under your spell
I cant stop thinking
Will you say yes
Your driving me insane
I'm a total mess
Am I even alive
Or invisible to you
I can't take this pain
The pain you put me through
Should I just forget you
Should I leave you be
You're standing in the hall
Standing with out me
You talk as if i'm nothing
Or that this feeling isnt there
But you know what?
To me that isn't even fair
I could forget you
Thought it seems impossible to me
If you give me a chance
Maybe you would see
You are the rainbow
That brightens my day
Though i'm alone
i still feel this way.

Silent Night Violent Night

Silent night, silent night, oh no
looks like she's in for another violent night tonight

Tear stained face
Eyes so cold and grey
Infected with lies and beneath them she cries
Forgive me…
Heart in pain
A face so pale and scared
Only finding a way, to take it away
A blade…

Fear is the key
Fear is the key
Fear is the key
So fear me

Hush little baby
Don’t make a sound…
Your cries wont be heard
Now there’s no-one around
Hush little baby
Don’t make a sound
Tear me down

A soul like ice
All warmth has been stolen away
That once happy child, so gentle and mild
Now hides in the shadows
And fears for her life

What would you do when the sun doesn't shine?
And your life has been tainted by darkness
What can she do when no one has a clue?
About what happened long ago

What can she do when no-one has a clue
And theres no-one that she can turn to
What can she say when she gets turned away
When she seeks help from the people she knows

Hush little baby
Don’t make a sound…
Your cries wont be heard
Now there’s no-one around
Hush little baby
Don’t make a sound
Tear me down

Long Distance Relationship

I have a new love she is my world I would die if I lost her she is one special girl I want to see her so bad it makes want to cry I just want to hold her to look her in the eyes We talk online every day her messages get me through but it is not the same so tell me what should I do When I do get to see her I will be as happy as can be but the thought of having to leave again makes me dropp to my knees Just thinking of her makes my heart skip beats and never getting to be with her will be a terrifying feat The pain will be horrid my emotions running wild but her love will pull me through at least for a little while It may be hard but I will not end it for if I lost her my wrists i would slit I cant live without her my life wouldnt be whole I love her so much more than you could know

Here I Love You

Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.

Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Your Hands

When your hands leap
towards mine, love,
what do they bring me in flight?
Why did they stop
at my lips, so suddenly,
why do I know them,
as if once before,
I have touched them,
as if, before being,
they travelled
my forehead, my waist?
Their smoothness came
winging through time,
over the sea and the smoke,
over the Spring,
and when you laid
your hands on my chest
I knew those wings
of the gold doves,
I knew that clay,
and that colour of grain.
The years of my life
have been roadways of searching,
a climbing of stairs,
a crossing of reefs.
Trains hurled me onwards
waters recalled me,
on the surface of grapes
it seemed that I touched you.
Wood, of a sudden,
made contact with you,
the almond-tree summoned
your hidden smoothness,
until both your hands
closed on my chest,
like a pair of wings
ending their flight.

And because Love battles

And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
I will finish off by taking the path away
to those who between my chest and your fragrance
want to interpose their obscure plant.

About me, nothing worse
they will tell you, my love,
than what I told you.

I lived in the prairies
before I got to know you
and I did not wait love but I was
laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose.

What more can they tell you?
I am neither good nor bad but a man,
and they will then associate the danger
of my life, which you know
and which with your passion you shared.

And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,
and if this love brings us
the death and the prisons,
I am sure that your big eyes,
as when I kiss them,
will then close with pride,
into double pride, love,
with your pride and my pride.

But to my ears they will come before
to wear down the tour
of the sweet and hard love which binds us,
and they will say: “The one
you love,
is not a woman for you,
Why do you love her? I think
you could find one more beautiful,
more serious, more deep,
more other, you understand me, look how she’s light,
and what a head she has,
and look at how she dresses,
and etcetera and etcetera”.

And I in these lines say:
Like this I want you, love,
love, Like this I love you,
as you dress
and how your hair lifts up
and how your mouth smiles,
light as the water
of the spring upon the pure stones,
Like this I love you, beloved.

To bread I do not ask to teach me
but only not to lack during every day of life.
I don’t know anything about light, from where
it comes nor where it goes,
I only want the light to light up,
I do not ask to the night
explanations,
I wait for it and it envelops me,
And so you, bread and light
And shadow are.

You came to my life
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.

Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love.

In My Sky At Twilight

In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
and in your life my infinite dreams live.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon's
wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love,
and my nets of music are wide as the sky.
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Absence

I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.

My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.

But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.

A Song of Despair

The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.

Deserted like the dwarves at dawn.
It is the hour of departure, oh deserted one!

Cold flower heads are raining over my heart.
Oh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwrecked.

In you the wars and the flights accumulated.
From you the wings of the song birds rose.

You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!

It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.

Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!

In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!

I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.

Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost,
I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you.

Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness.
and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.

There was the black solitude of the islands,
and there, woman of love, your arms took me in.

There was thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit.
There were grief and ruins, and you were the miracle.

Ah woman, I do not know how you could contain me
in the earth of your soul, in the cross of your arms!

How terrible and brief my desire was to you!
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.

Cemetery of kisses, there is still fire in your tombs,
still the fruited boughs burn, pecked at by birds.

Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.

Oh the mad coupling of hope and force
in which we merged and despaired.

And the tenderness, light as water and as flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.

This was my destiny and in it was my voyage of my longing,
and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!

Oh pit of debris, everything fell into you,
what sorrow did you not express, in what sorrow are you not drowned!

From billow to billow you still called and sang.
Standing like a sailor in the prow of a vessel.

You still flowered in songs, you still brike the currents.
Oh pit of debris, open and bitter well.

Pale blind diver, luckless slinger,
lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour
which the night fastens to all the timetables.

The rustling belt of the sea girdles the shore.
Cold stars heave up, black birds migrate.

Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only tremulous shadow twists in my hands.

Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.

It is the hour of departure. Oh abandoned one!

Convincing a Friend

In the end the choice will be yours
Whether to keep on fighting for what you want
Or to slip away into oblivion

As you find yourself at this crossroad in your life
You will look to your left and see darkness
Darkness so consuming that your very soul will be lost to it

Then you will look to your right
And see the road continuing on
You will see it winding, twisting and turning
Until it is lost in the distance
But the road will go on

Finally you will look back
And see your foot prints in the sand
Understanding that each of them stand as a testament to the courage and perseverance you have shown thus far

But if you look closer you will see
Your foot prints are not alone
They are just one pair in the hundreds that are next to them
Hundreds standing for parallel lives that you yourself have touched
And made a difference in
Know that all of those foot prints stand for people who love you
And are with you every step of the way
Only just a glace behind

Behind Every Smile, There A Frown

Make-up, a mask, nor a smile can cover the truth, which expresses the fact that you have been stabbed in your back.
No clothes, no shades, no wall that you put up can cover up the fact that your heart is not in tact; Even if you tried to staple it back-
You still have to face the fact!

Behind every smile, there's a frown trying to create an illusion, or confusion of abusion-As if thats a word; But you see you can create anything in this world.
Whats hidden in the dark must come to light, so why lie? why live that life? so many live the same life of a miserable past; Heart feel as if its choking off gas-
Suffocating

Suffocating from the truth, that you gave your all and someone even multiple hurt you in return.you had a feeling of love, but its never to return-
your heart use to sing a song; With no tone, now it just hums....

No clown has the proper colors to fill in your rainbow lines, Next in line for never ending hurt; Wishing you can bury old bones way beneath dirt.
Truth never hidden once looked upon in a mirror, no water can make your dirty face seem clearly new-
Take off the custom leave it in a room, Strike a match and watch as the flames eat away at the pain-
Wipe that frown away and wear your smile everyday!

Death Follows Those That Do Not Play Fair

How do you sleep at night?
Do you know that I sit here in pain
My tears flow for you
My heart breaks
My pains throb
I sit here and wonder if you ever think about me
About how I feel and how I am
But i dont care if you do or if you don't
My head hangs low in shame
Life throws curve balls at my life and I cant make contact
I grasp the light but hid from it simultaneously
Stare wide eyed at the disbelief of how high you soar above me
My failures hold you up and your successions hold me down
I guess no matter what I do I can't win
So I guess I should just give and except the fact that I am only here to hold you up
But not no more
You gotta hold another down cause I've broken free of your grasp
Your bond still stays but your leash is ripped
Your ability to tie me down has vanished
My faith has broken free and pulled my body out and my soul reaches for the sky
It grabs and holds on and pulls me up and doesn't let go
It believes in me it helps me through rough times
I stand here before you to say
Thanks for the misinterpretation
You hold me down for your fun and now im free
And I'll break the knees of those who plea
After pulling me down for my mercy
Hell burns bright for those who fight
Against the path of death and the doves flight
No-matter what they do they cannot change how or when or where they die
Yet when they find out that soon they will parish like the people they stood on to get to their current place
They fidget and scream
Kick and punch
Bribe and whine
All so they don't die
Yet no matter their efforts
No matter the times
Aeath will come and will take your life as is meant
And no-one can stand infront for you to take the force of that event

Dear His Name I Can't Remember

Dear his name that i cant remember.
I met you in late december.
your name I choke on everytime.
getting caught saying your mine.
Is it to late to go to the past.
Time was short it moved to fast.
I remember your lips on mine.
How we had the greatest time.
I remember your arms holding me tight.
promising me a life that is right.
And now here I am searching your name.
Searching for something that could be the same.
but it hurts to much to say it aloud.
Staring into a face in the clouds.
Hoping you remember me.
Hoping for something that couldnt be.
Dear his name i cant remember.
I met you late in december.
I should of known it from the start.
'cause your the jerk who broke my heart.

What's Done Is Done

i used to be alive i’m so pathetic

but now i get it

what’s done is done

i know you just leave it alone

and don’t regret it

but sometimes some things

turn into dumb things

and that’s when you put your foot down

depending on you is done

giving to you is done

no more reaching no eating no sleeping no living

it’s all just more giving and forgiving to you and i’m done

the hiding from you is done

the lying on you is done

why did i have to meet somebody like you?

why did you have to hurt somebody like me?

how could you do somebody like that
i hope you know that i’m never coming back

but why??

The Man Who Walk With Sorrow

There was a man who walked with Sorrow
As though Sorrow were his love,
And he seemed to court her gently;
He was very well-behaved.
So, Sorrow came to live with him

Sorrow so deep I could not sleep
Thinking this must all end tomorrow
If your looking for another that understands your sorrow
Drop him A line and he will fallow
In the twilight of his youth;
In the evenings she would hold him
Till he could not breathe.

'Sorrow, Sorrow, ' said he,
'This love is worst than life.'

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against. Picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times, sick is the mind of the mothafuckin kid that's behind. I just wonder if she even kissed me goodbye, no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin wished she would die. I look at Alin and I couldn't picture leavin her side. Even if I hated you, I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for Alin's sake.I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human I'm man enough to face them today. What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb and Alin's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral. See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song keep tellin yourself that you was a mothafucka mom. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get? You fuckin selfish bitch,I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this shit. Remember when Abu died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead to you as can be. Bitch where are you when I the most need your help? and now you came back show mothafukca face off! pissed off bitch, you are so pathetic i'm shame on you.

Sweet and Sour

Sweet things are a memory
Remembered they are to be
Through life
Which contains hopes
Through life in memories
Which are hopeful wishes
As they are in us with hopes of the past lived
Of memorable memories
Kept which are as a help
Through contained hopes
In a contained world of sweet and sour
Which are to be memories.