Monday, October 29, 2007

A Thousand Nights

So long, old familiar ways
Gentle touch, softer grace
Ushering, the brand new day
Smile fading from my face

Goodbye, goodbye
To a thousand-thousand smiles
To a thousand-thousand sunrise
To a thousand-thousand goodnights, and goodbyes
Goodbye, goodbye
To a thousand-thousand cries
To a thousand-thousand deep sighs
To a thousand-thousand goodnights, and goodbyes

So long, to the old times
Memory stained cheeks
Now begins the forever
Meeting only in our dreams

Goodbye, goodbye
To a thousand-thousand smiles
To a thousand-thousand sunrise
To a thousand-thousand goodnights, and goodbyes
Goodbye, goodbye
To a thousand-thousand cries
To a thousand-thousand deep sighs
To a thousand-thousand goodnights, and goodbyes

Standing

there are no more moments
and I feel this would be a good time
time is always too short
when you're running out of it
a lot like sugar in that respect
always in the pantry until you're ready to cook

i guess I'm trying to set straight
records I don't actually care about
whom did what to who
or who did who
matters not in the grandless scheme of far out things
matters even less to those involved
but sometimes the best conversations
are like tires spinning in the mud

i should probably start over
in most cases I probably would
but the earth is spinning further from the sun every year
and I'm just trying to keep my bearings
til I'm ready to fly off
or would that be falling?
there's no bottom or top
so I guess what I'm asking is
if I stand down, am I standing up?

Thursday, October 11, 2007

[Poem} Dying Alone

I hate the things I've become in your eyes
The guilt in my lungs dripping with lies

Don't stand too close to the fanning flame
The little flickers tearing down my faith

I'm not a shadow now, I know I'm just a fake
Ashamed of, and always counting on my breaks

You don't condone this; condemn me...
But I'm a runaway, running far away

I hear them say to me:
You'll die alone
But that don't scare me
Cause I know I'm going home
The only thing that really freaks me out
Is the thought of living a lifetime without...

Without your presence
In my life

You can't condone this; don't condemn me please
I'm just a runaway, who wants, to run
Away from me

Don't want to live, alone...