Silence Memories
Was walking down memory lane,
Was walking on the beach,
Throttling the feelings of pain,
Keeping doubts out of reach.
Had a look at the sands of time
The hours when time itself stood still,
Could hear distant bells chime,
And I was walking while I still stood still.
Felt the heat of the sun beating,
Could sense an awe that the past left,
Saw the sheath of life fleeting,
Glimpses of what was there were best.
Memories may be good or bad, but to make most of the past, one has to probably look at the mistakes committed, and to keep oneself cheerful, often look at the happy days, taking screenshots of the better glimpses that the past presents.
Was walking down memory lane,
Was walking on the beach,
Throttling the feelings of pain,
Keeping doubts out of reach.
Had a look at the sands of time
The hours when time itself stood still,
Could hear distant bells chime,
And I was walking while I still stood still.
Felt the heat of the sun beating,
Could sense an awe that the past left,
Saw the sheath of life fleeting,
Glimpses of what was there were best.
Memories may be good or bad, but to make most of the past, one has to probably look at the mistakes committed, and to keep oneself cheerful, often look at the happy days, taking screenshots of the better glimpses that the past presents.
I love thee
My pipi hunny
I Hide To Cry
I hide to cry
because I have no where to call my own
and "happily ever after" is a land too far away,
just after once- upon- a- time; just this side of the rainbow
and no one really cares anyway
I hide to cry
because I know I will never leave this place
and dreams don't really come true
its just all make- believe
but it really doesn't matter
I hide to cry
because my weakness brings me tears
and I have no one to hold me close
no one here who loves me
cause no one really cares anyway
I hide to cry
because I embarrass the moon
and he is my only love
but he's too far away to hold my hand
does it really doesn't matter anyway
I hide to cry
because there is no one to see the real me
and is this pain even real that I feel
how can I be alone in a room full of people
where no one really cares anyway
I hide to cry
because no one validates my pain
and no one really cares
so why should I
and it really doesn't matter anyway.
Mere Words
I searched among the card displays,
To see if I could find,
A little something that would say
Just what was on my mind.
However there was not at once,
That captured it just right,
For no one else can understand
Just what I'd like to write.
I even find it difficult
To try to write it down,
For how do I portray to you,
The love that I have known?
I close my eyes and what I see,
Is someone I adore;
A person who is gorgeous,
Right down into my soul.
Mere words cannot describe
The many qualities you show,
The love and caring nature that
You share with those who know.
Your kind and gentle temperament,
Your sweet angelic smile,
Your softly spoken sentiments,
That reach across the miles.
Your smile and laugh that sparkle with
The softness of your sighs,
The way your face lights up a room ...
That twinkle in your eye.
The loving gestures through the years,
That quickly come to mind,
For always you've a gentle word
To calm and soothe I find.
I struggle and I search to try
To find some words a new ...
And yet I cannot capture
All the things that make you you.
I shall therefore, be satisfied
That you must simply know,
Just how I feel about you,
For with words I cannot show
The many qualities you show,
The love and caring nature that
You share with those who know.
I am powerless in your s,
unable to think,
unable to move,
not wanting to breath
for fear that you will notice my presence
or suddenly become annoyed by it
So I watch my footing carefully
when I step near you,
so as not to disturb you
and your quiet thoughts.
When I cry
I make sure I do it quietly,
so I won't wake you
from your well deserved sleep.
When I have a problem
I hold it in and listen,
because I know that you need
someone to listen to yours.
When you need me
I am always by your side,
to care for you
and dress your wounds.
I have offered you all of me
and yet I sit idly by,
waiting for you to give something back,
to do anything that will show
that you love me in return.
Some say
the greatest pain in life is to be ignored.
Now I know
that the greatest pain in life
is to love.
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