The Grey Solitude

Realization has made me come this way, (about what don't ask)
And, it is realization that wont' let me stay,
There is an intense desire to keep moving as I can,
Through darkness - pitch black moving as I can.

It isn't entire that I am ruled by sorrow mere,
Nor, it is that I am a mere puppet to fear,
A grieving grief keeps me holding me where I am,
Through darkness - pitch black, holding as I can.

With time - the mighty, every helpless bird flies,
And, with time the absolute, even the deepest care dies,
A failure - depreciating, keeps tripping me off this cliff,
Through, darkness - pitch black, falling off this cliff.

It isn't a song that helps me go to sleep,
Nor, it is the desperation, in me - which I keep,
But a light of hope - hopeful is what keeps me from screaming,
Through darkness - into the light, it's I that keeps me dreaming.
Of a life, a rest, a higher altitude,
A life, other than this gray solitude.

Confusion

The problem I find with life and living as such,
Is not that I miss you at all - but, oh-so-much.
But, when the night sky is clouded and the stars don't shine,
I feel as though the simulation becomes a crime.
I can no longer assess your essence in melancholy - they don't rhyme,

And, when anticipation of distance between us grows on and on from null,
I realize that we - I and you, can never be together - never at all.
Then, out of desperation
I can't help but sing the song so long,
Tap my feet, move my palm and sing all-so-wrong.
At some point I stop,
Abrupt.
Laugh at myself - over the faded streak.

Who knows? Maybe the corporeity will shine you one last time,
And, I will get to witness your elegance - so sublime,
Maybe then the whatever I'd lost once upon a time I might regain,
And, I won't have to all-so-wrong sing again.

We both have to Win

If you want to show your cold-rage soar,
I've got winter just at your door.
If you've got the gentle breeze,
I'll have you smile 'til you cease.

And,
If you want to be alone just for a while,
I'll be off to nowhere - one thousand miles.
If you want to whine about what's lost,
I'll make you hear my bloody complaints first.

See, that's why - there is nothing to fret,
Lets restart the play right from the start.
And, erase the part where we first met,
And, redo - everything as we have but far apart.

Or, lets save the trouble and regain -
The hope that we will be the same again.
You - a better half - anyone can see,
Even able to with-stand someone as useless as me.

All that is here is a cycle - it will repeat forever
Until - in shreds - our world collapses altogether,
Grim as it might be - the abyss pulls us close
Desperation in sight - smiling - with a rose.

See,
There is no difference between us - we are akin.
We just can't bear losing - we both have to win.

Evening

The drops, malformed, sprinkled with air, hit my hair
As if claiming it's not all too fair,
But, who am I to claim I know?
Have I the right to interfere with the show?
Let the drops 'as worse as-can-fall' be
And - glitter on the glow
Fall like tiny flakes of snow
Drop and fall and fade - as gloomy as we.

Why don't we all together,
Watch her cry as if it'd last for-ever?

Why do we have to decide if she's happy or sad?
Or, good or bad?
Let's feel her sorrow tonight - just as how she's had.
I know how this will be every rainy season.
But, do we need to have all those reasons?

Maybe nothing good will come from this,
I know we can just let her be-
cry tears of rain, as if in vain,
I know she'll soon be calmed by the gentle breeze,

But,
For a moment now,
Let's forget all those memorable achievements,
And, all those countless important events,
And, sit long enough to bid her goodbye
And, watch her 'with all he glory' turn into the night.
Let's just sit side-by-side without moving,
Let's just be there for her this evening.

Strike Through

Won't you look at me?
And, for a moment, let-that-be?
You query too much; I deny as much.
That - you mean so much of nothing there is
And, that - you do not mean nothing, I tease.

Fiend, find and feel - the moment still.
Don't you feel the breeze and mist in me?
Don't tell me your heart doesn't beat the race with-all-it-can,
Let the numbers mean as much - do not try-control what you can't.

Look at me, won't you? Stare into my eyes.
You'll see it crystal-clear what I really mean with my lies
So, don't try-evade you know you can't run so-from-me
Look and return, fiend-I-say to the null you in want to be.

Tell you what - I am a-changing you be here or go,
And, this much I will gladly do for so-so.
Hate or love - stare at the sky above,
I'll stay here for-ever
And, I'll wait-for-never

She

She Cares

As vivid as the falling snow,
And - such sublimity, the glow (of care).
Her smiles and cries, you give up a moment, next you try,
She's the one, she's the one who'll be there
She cares. (You can bet)

She looks at you. And, she looks away.
You shake in your boots when she looks your way
Sing and dance, and she gives you a glance
But, brother, understand, you've got-no-chance,
she ain't really there
She cares (ha!)

And, as the music ends, she ceases her bends
And, her message in a cipher she sends
She smiles you laugh. can't take your eyes off her scarf
She's a giraffe, baby - and you're just a dwarf
Don't believe me?

The dance is done, and look - she's gone
Not a number to call, no address, no name
she's gone like a ghost. You're in-sa-ne.
You always were, and you still wish she'd care?
she cares (not!)

Master

The Collage is blurred, perhaps,
Eyes cannot see,
And, my words were slurred perhaps -
But, how can I let it be?
This is no spite I demonstrate,
Neither anguish, or pain. Nor "creed"
But, a fight for you to retaliate -
This is a punishment for all your deed.

So, bow to me, beg on my feet,
Cry for forgiveness, cry and plead,
And, with discretion, I will show you the way,
To never-ending dismay, where you'll sob and stay,
And, decay.

Apologize? I never do. But, I do have a prediction for you:
That you will suffer until the end and all the way through.
And, just as the obscurity we capitalize "I" with,
Upon dark nights, and the stabbing lights,
And every fear or frights
I "will" be there with you.
Just turn-a-round.

A Hundred Thousand Dreams

Stare at the night
and its subtle beauty
the only thing alive here
are the men on duty
you can hear faint sound
sounds of babies scream
covered under the whisper
of hundred thousand dreams