i wish to hang on to you forever,
hold you in my arms and feel your warmth.
Something about you saves me,
babe, i need you tonight.
stay with me here tonight,
hold me in your arms, tight.
I look at you in the eyes,
desperately drinking in their light.
sit with me here tonight,
make me feel everything is all right.
lay in my arms forever,
let me hold you close, hold you tight.
Dont go leaving me tonight,
let me drink your soul.
lay with me tonight,
let me love you forever more.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Memories
All of my memories keep you near,
deep in my heart, antidote to my fear.
Babe you know i'l hold you close,
i'l be with you, when i'm gone.
I'l leave you with memories,
to keep me me near.
Memories for you to hold dear,
Enough for you to cherish after years.
In this life i'l try,
to leave you with enough love to remember me by.
All of those things which we did,
all those memories to keep me dear.
Hope there is a way,
to stay in your arms forever more.
To live those silent moments,
to remember my whispers in you ears.
Let the memories ease the pain inside,
know that i'l wait for you on the other side.
Someday you'l be mine, in my arms,
Then we'l leave the memories behind.
deep in my heart, antidote to my fear.
Babe you know i'l hold you close,
i'l be with you, when i'm gone.
I'l leave you with memories,
to keep me me near.
Memories for you to hold dear,
Enough for you to cherish after years.
In this life i'l try,
to leave you with enough love to remember me by.
All of those things which we did,
all those memories to keep me dear.
Hope there is a way,
to stay in your arms forever more.
To live those silent moments,
to remember my whispers in you ears.
Let the memories ease the pain inside,
know that i'l wait for you on the other side.
Someday you'l be mine, in my arms,
Then we'l leave the memories behind.
Wants
A tiny pawn in this game of life,
a twisted piece of flesh and bone.
A sodden soldier, battered by the hands of fate,
left to live on lifez scrapes.
A beaten man, a broken soul,
a stupid mission etched into his soul.
A mask of lies and his heart,
his weapons in this fight.
he looks his reflection in the eye,
he sees the pain, the deceit and the lies.
the mask slips over his face, the eyes go blank,
he looks again and hates himself.
the anger drives him mad,
a broken man, tearing at his face.
he wants to live, to laugh and smile,
he wants to be held and loved alike.
The stupid pawn wants a good life,
a want to be hugged and loved.
A cry of anger and tears,
The end is near.
a twisted piece of flesh and bone.
A sodden soldier, battered by the hands of fate,
left to live on lifez scrapes.
A beaten man, a broken soul,
a stupid mission etched into his soul.
A mask of lies and his heart,
his weapons in this fight.
he looks his reflection in the eye,
he sees the pain, the deceit and the lies.
the mask slips over his face, the eyes go blank,
he looks again and hates himself.
the anger drives him mad,
a broken man, tearing at his face.
he wants to live, to laugh and smile,
he wants to be held and loved alike.
The stupid pawn wants a good life,
a want to be hugged and loved.
A cry of anger and tears,
The end is near.
Stalker
I come through your window, silent as can be,
I sit next to you, while you calm, in sleep be.
With shaking fingers i move the hair off your face,
with loving hands i stroke your hair.
I sit and watch your radiant face,
bathed in the moonlit glow.
Mesmerized by your eyes,
i run my hand gently on your face.
I take your soft hands in mine,
Stroking your fingers as you sleep.
I see the smile on your face,
i pray to god, to keep you so.
With moistened lips i kiss your finger tips,
i feel you gently stir.
I run my fingers through your hair,
softly i bite your ear.
I look at you sleeping there,
the moonlight dancing on your face.
I take the necklace and put it next to you,
something to remember our nights together too.
I brush my lips on your softer ones,
running my fingers on your face.
Sleep well, sleep true my beloved one,
I'l be with you forever more.
I sit next to you, while you calm, in sleep be.
With shaking fingers i move the hair off your face,
with loving hands i stroke your hair.
I sit and watch your radiant face,
bathed in the moonlit glow.
Mesmerized by your eyes,
i run my hand gently on your face.
I take your soft hands in mine,
Stroking your fingers as you sleep.
I see the smile on your face,
i pray to god, to keep you so.
With moistened lips i kiss your finger tips,
i feel you gently stir.
I run my fingers through your hair,
softly i bite your ear.
I look at you sleeping there,
the moonlight dancing on your face.
I take the necklace and put it next to you,
something to remember our nights together too.
I brush my lips on your softer ones,
running my fingers on your face.
Sleep well, sleep true my beloved one,
I'l be with you forever more.
The End
Nay nay na nay na,
and a thousand pieces of my heart.
La la la la laa,
Sharper then the sharpest shard.
Hurts to play anymore,
to love you was the hardest thing i ever did.
To hope you'l love me too,
so foolish to expect more.
I waited on you for months,
For a three letter "yes".
I waited on you further,
But there was no more.
To lie to you is the hardest thing,
to talk to you through the pain.
I held out for so long,
Cant hang on anymore.
Too scary to never know,
so very insecure.
I hoped you would be mine,
But i might as well die.
and a thousand pieces of my heart.
La la la la laa,
Sharper then the sharpest shard.
Hurts to play anymore,
to love you was the hardest thing i ever did.
To hope you'l love me too,
so foolish to expect more.
I waited on you for months,
For a three letter "yes".
I waited on you further,
But there was no more.
To lie to you is the hardest thing,
to talk to you through the pain.
I held out for so long,
Cant hang on anymore.
Too scary to never know,
so very insecure.
I hoped you would be mine,
But i might as well die.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
∂αѕ ¢нαмäℓєση
Scared and afraid, you come to me,
with unsteady feet in the dark.
I hold out my arms to take you,
To wrap you forever in my embrace.
I see the fear twinkling in you eyes,
smiling i reach for my scythe.
Its so much fun, when they fear,
so much more bloodier.
You see the smile, the lusty eyes,
You feel my lust for blood.
You see me reach for the scythe, and realize,
You realize, that i'l make it pain.
I wait to let it sink in,
i wait for you to run.
Your mind is screaming, the heart, ever so loudly beating,
You turn to flee, but your body is stunned.
I swing my scythe, below your waist,
screaming, you fall on your face.
I laugh at your pathetic fate,
I lick your blood of my scythe.
You came to me, to set you free,
Dont cry now, im setting you free.
I stamp your heart and grin,
You bloody fool, Im ∂αѕ ¢нαмäℓєση.
with unsteady feet in the dark.
I hold out my arms to take you,
To wrap you forever in my embrace.
I see the fear twinkling in you eyes,
smiling i reach for my scythe.
Its so much fun, when they fear,
so much more bloodier.
You see the smile, the lusty eyes,
You feel my lust for blood.
You see me reach for the scythe, and realize,
You realize, that i'l make it pain.
I wait to let it sink in,
i wait for you to run.
Your mind is screaming, the heart, ever so loudly beating,
You turn to flee, but your body is stunned.
I swing my scythe, below your waist,
screaming, you fall on your face.
I laugh at your pathetic fate,
I lick your blood of my scythe.
You came to me, to set you free,
Dont cry now, im setting you free.
I stamp your heart and grin,
You bloody fool, Im ∂αѕ ¢нαмäℓєση.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Heart Breaker
The author is writing this post on love(Yes he knows its one of the most talked about topics!!).He is doing so because, like those other hundred thousand million people out there, he has suffered a heartbreak(No, that does not mean he is the heart break kid Shawn Micheals ). As is the universal rule, he should right now be cursing the person who has stomped all over his heart, but as it goes, the author can not bring himself to hate that person. That brings us to the crazy toughness a person requires to fall in love, its like a criteria. A person should not fall in love, if he cannot take the heart break. The author believes that it is safe to say, that he has suffered enough heart breaks to live through another one with ease, but that is never the case. Even if its a ruthless murder, he feels the pain of heart break.(Not that the author is a ruthless murder, though he might count as a murder for killing himself in the past ). Love, this epic four letter word, representing the bonding of two people, their joys and sorrows and their togetherness, is indeed a word which has made and destroyed destinies. There have been different kinds of lovers through the ages, too many for the author to mention here. But he would like to say, that he is proud to be one of those who even after a heart break, have never stopped loving. The author hereby pledges, that whatever may come, he shall ensure that he spreads enough love, so that one day, one people think of him, they'l remember to love.
Her Freedom
They hang the flags, head held high,
they paint it on their faces.
They tell you they all love her so,
They tell you they'l die for her.
Dancing and signing, they pass you by,
You stand and watch, on your face a grim smile.
They dance today, not tomorrow,
the love present only in their sorrow.
They raise it high, they raise it proud,
swinging it, they march together in large crowds.
You look at them, so close to each other, so kind,
Look closer, the anger, the greed you'l find.
60 Years of a country free,
60 Years of faking it be.
You look at them, and you know,
they cant fight, they have no will.
They lie to themselves, they make believe,
they look in the mirror, and a fractured man they see.
Standing there you look at them,
Silenty you slip away from them.
They'l live the lie,
they'l die in it.
Even a 100 years, couldnt free her of them,
They live for money, die for it.
You want to save her from their hands,
to let her be free again.
Yet you know, theres nothing you can do,
They'l sell her soul, they'l kill you too.
Walking silently into the night,
you cry for her dying soul.
You lift your eyes and pray to him,
Let her live, just once again.
they paint it on their faces.
They tell you they all love her so,
They tell you they'l die for her.
Dancing and signing, they pass you by,
You stand and watch, on your face a grim smile.
They dance today, not tomorrow,
the love present only in their sorrow.
They raise it high, they raise it proud,
swinging it, they march together in large crowds.
You look at them, so close to each other, so kind,
Look closer, the anger, the greed you'l find.
60 Years of a country free,
60 Years of faking it be.
You look at them, and you know,
they cant fight, they have no will.
They lie to themselves, they make believe,
they look in the mirror, and a fractured man they see.
Standing there you look at them,
Silenty you slip away from them.
They'l live the lie,
they'l die in it.
Even a 100 years, couldnt free her of them,
They live for money, die for it.
You want to save her from their hands,
to let her be free again.
Yet you know, theres nothing you can do,
They'l sell her soul, they'l kill you too.
Walking silently into the night,
you cry for her dying soul.
You lift your eyes and pray to him,
Let her live, just once again.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
A Wish
On open lawns and green wide fields,
under new trees of ancient seed.
The ever changing, everlasting wind,
blowing through our embrace.
Forever i would hold you close,
to never let you leave my sight.
I miss you by day, and at night,
A wish to hold you near.
To sit upon those open fields,
Under the cool shadows of the trees.
To slip my hand into urs,
A wish to someday, together, watch the stars.
To walk with you over bridges,
to feel your head upon my shoulder.
Sitting by the sea side,
A wish to kiss you tender.
To stare unto your eyes,
and to be lost in their beauty.
To someday draw you close,
A wish to entwine my fingers across your waist.
To fight all that comes my way,
to find you right by my side.
To forever look at your face,
A wish to die in your slender hands.
I promise to hold you close,
to be there, when you look for me.
I shall hold your hand and walk these shore,
A wish of mine, you be.
under new trees of ancient seed.
The ever changing, everlasting wind,
blowing through our embrace.
Forever i would hold you close,
to never let you leave my sight.
I miss you by day, and at night,
A wish to hold you near.
To sit upon those open fields,
Under the cool shadows of the trees.
To slip my hand into urs,
A wish to someday, together, watch the stars.
To walk with you over bridges,
to feel your head upon my shoulder.
Sitting by the sea side,
A wish to kiss you tender.
To stare unto your eyes,
and to be lost in their beauty.
To someday draw you close,
A wish to entwine my fingers across your waist.
To fight all that comes my way,
to find you right by my side.
To forever look at your face,
A wish to die in your slender hands.
I promise to hold you close,
to be there, when you look for me.
I shall hold your hand and walk these shore,
A wish of mine, you be.
The Twist Of Fate
Yes the twist of fate is a official move used by WWE superstar Matt Hardy, but that is not what the author is referring to here. He is referring to the literal meaning of the string of words. Every time the author has said that to be happy for a while, you must be prepared to be unhappy fa few days, or a longer while, he has meant it as advise to other people. But, as the trend of advise goes, those who give it, never use it. Now this at any other time, would have seemed extremely rib cracking material to the author, but at times , as such, he hates to say that he agrees. Taking the recent circumstances of his life. The author a few posts earlier had said that, he had been a happy person, a contended person, But as time and again we see, that happiness is not to last longer than a few days(the author thinks that it never lasts longer than a week, but he would rather not claim so, as he has never been bothered enough to actually verify that fact ). So once again, the author is drawn into the battlefield, but this is no normal battle, this is a battle of words, of shattering hearts, and psychological warfare, of breaking minds. The author, readies his heart, gets up his barriers, streamlines his mind and kills all emotions. It is time to fight to survive.
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