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Monday, March 19, 2012

Within My Heart...


I woke up with a bit of sweat on my forehead, realizing it was dark around me. It took me long to adjust my view, that I was in a dark room with no windows. A foul smell flew through my nostrils where I find it disgusted and wrenched. Like Death itself was present beside me within the void. There I lay myself upon a wet floor that burns my skin. I felt a chill down my spine as I tried to sit. But my body aches as if all my bones were all broken. Or it may even been shattered. With all my might I lift up my head, and then my chest to a sitting view. The world spins, as I raise my head.  Thousand of swords pierced my weak body. I grit my teeth, and hold my voice within. My lungs drew heavy breath upon the hollow black void. 

Freed’s Heart...



Friday, February 24, 2012

Now and Then, Here and There...


I let you be under the bright stars, now and then, we sit side-by-side, watching the skies denying that this moment will soon end. Hope for the best is only a dream, while cruelty was only the choice of our kin. Much more it comes to the sign of our death, here and there, we collide each one of our cells to be bonded by lust. Nothing is true, where else all are forgotten, by the memoirs of evil; we pledged that all is forbidden. So I look into your eyes, escaping the truth behind my past, following what hopes you wanted, by your hands I shall dispersed. But you flee, so that I could see, the lies of this curse, foretold that it would be fit by our prophecy. I cried endless pain, as you’ve gone towards the darkness, left me here unwinding, the memories that shrouded my mind. I beg for your return, but the path would only led me astray, walking right after you, where all lies are bared opened. One by one, the past turned, away from your mind, as so your memories of me. Embraced by the song of sorrows, all the tears turned dark, to form a soothing river, where to found your body lied still. There I am, holding your lifeless body, lies beside me a blade, which bears no name. The howling of a man, isn’t as hard as it sounds, grieves turned hollow, as sorrows pierce the heart. A tale to be heard, where now are many and then is but one, as here we are and where there is none.


Freed



Tuesday, February 14, 2012

On V-Day (Single Awareness Day)



S.A.D.
as today I am alone again,
on the day that be spelled as V,
a virtue which is not that I aim.

I’ve searched and waited for you,
an angel for me to fall with,
but here I am looking up to the moon,
talking to it with my feelings beneath.

It was always like this,
torn between the shreds of tears,
and gain nothing as my heart sheaves,
for love which we knew it shears.

And as empty as hollow it should be,
where my love is like a child,
waiting to be held and breath,
by the thread that help me fly.

So here I am waiting,
as aware as a single can be,
watching them smiles in between,
holding this heart for which I see;
my angel to be.


Freed

Sunday, January 15, 2012

A Black Rose


I walked pass a thousand flesh,
Lifeless body on a terrain of death,
But there it stood, a flower that crude,
Upon a shattered man that bears no truth.

A flower so dark, shines befall the moon,
Silvery black petals and so it blooms,
A distant echoes running through the veins,
 So shallow that the flower sang.

A melody that seems so grim,
Dragging me towards it as if I was limbed,
My heart trembles as the sound goes near,
For as long as the blood drips, all it sheaves is fear.

Then I returned as such abomination was sent,
Back to my home where my lies were tend,
There you were sitting, reminiscing the past,
For that person you hid, with your lust.

So we touched, as we are but one,
But you left me, for all the damned that was done,
So, I plucked this dark flower from the dead,
With it cries, hoped that this would be ended.

But it’s fortunate to say I’m sorry,
Because I only could give you is this my love,
A black rose for your black heart,
In debt by Death, as misery is always what you are.

Freed


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