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Sunday, March 20, 2011

The dreams of a night

As I wake through the night
I think of times of yore
when life was but a merry bliss
and nothing more

when a smile was a smile
and a kiss was a kiss
and a dream was nothing more
than the vision of the miss

As the past walks away
and the present knocks
the dreams that kept me awake
are a forgotten lot.


How I long for a dream
of that fateful night
where the world was agleam
from the glow of her light

The tapestries of time
were to be torn apart
as forever the scene before me
was lodged in my heart.

The one smile epiphanies
the smell of jasmine blue
the reasons why the eternity
was never lost on you.

oh but what was said
was never true
at the time
oh the time
of the jasmine blue.

now as I try
to remember that dream so old
I regret not to forget
the locks of heavenly gold.

but life moves on with nothing more
than a penny in my hand
but one day I wish to say
Life was so grand.

por la noche!

Monday, March 14, 2011

as we walk into the night

as we walk into the night
all of life disperses
never knowing what is light
or how the soul traverses

the reason too dark to speak
distance measured by the fading peaks
the rolling trails of scenes so old
the memories of streets paved with gold

the distant laugh
the lovely myrrh
the loaf of bread
and the tiny stir.

but now we move on ahead
with nothing to loose
but our daily bread.

measuring life in distances we seek
saying goodbye to those fading peaks
where the rolling trails of scenes so old
reminding us of the streets of gold.


au revoir

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Friends of our past

the day that we walk alone
the day that we count our own
When we can see the words we speak
as the number of flowers on a snow capped peak.

the day we wish not to be known
the day we wish to be all alone
then the day comes where we hope for life
the reasons sparing, the world so nice.

but then we see that the world is gone
all we have is ghosts forlorn
finding solace in the sound
a piece of paper or a round.

forever judged by our past
rebel, outcast.

now i know when it speaks
"Follow me now before you weep
to the ends of the world
that is so bleak
follow me for I know
your heart ,your sanity and your sorrow."

remind me not to reminisce again
even though my past is not a sin.
lest we be reminded of our soul
leave be now and for silence is gold.

nothing is when nothing shall.

Friday, March 11, 2011

That one thing

That one thing you know
the smile that leaves you floating with the world below.

That one dance
that one kiss
who can forget
that wonderful miss.

testing your will
making you fight
that one thing
that you cant forget
whether day or night

that one thing that keeps you alive.
when the world is against you
wishing to smite

that one thing
makes you dream
that one thing
that makes the world serene.

its just one thing.
that i have to say
keep that one thing locked away

à chacun ses goûts.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Dear God

Dear God,

I know your there
even if the busy tone rings everywhere
I know your laughing
cause I see your jokes

Please remind me I am not that bloke
who can never understand
why you try
so freaking hard to make me lie.

All these messages everywhere
that girl from class
who will never care

why involve me this time
let me be
for its not a crime.

vous savez de quoi je parle!