The Words…

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Is it fair to be…
In love with her…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…
To carry so much…
When she gives so little…
Always staring through me…
Her touch forever eluding me…
So I suffer in silence…
In anguish and pain…
And watch her face twist at…
The mention of my name…
Blessed with such beauty…
Grace, which I admire quietly…
Hiding my beastly face…
Wishing I could be braver…
Should I chase her affections…
Profess my love out loud…
Would she fall utterly spellbound…
From her untouchable cloud…
And into my protecting arms…
For everyone around to see…
That the one out of reach…
Would even so much as…
More than just look through me…
If she felt all this pain…
And saw through my eyes…
Just how much I feel for her…
She’d react with shock and surprise…
Unrequited, I know it’s unwanted…
I know that this is wrong…
And my heart wasn’t invited…
Yet this is so fucking unfair…
She will never be mine…
I’ll never fully taste those lips…
Under the sinner’s moonlight…
Or dance with her past midnight…
Or take to places she’s never seen…
Her on my arm, like a fairy-tale Queen…
So much better kept to myself…
Try not to let her, or anyone else…
In on my secret, that’s locked away…
Until the time feels right and I can say…
Aloud, or whisper these words in her ear…
Without fear of being damned…
Or being dismissed out of hand…
Is it really fair to be…
In love with her, totally…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Love Song” Sung by Elton John

“There’s nothing safe, about this life”…

death

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Death’s cold hand,
reaches out again…

Leaving behind misery,
desolation and pain…

A stark reminder,
of how fragile we are…

Here for a moment,
on a journey to the stars…

As the mortal coil,
is forever unwinding…

This life is for living,
yet we are dying…

By day and by night,
we ignore and pretend…

Whilst we edge closer,
to the bittter end…

Knowing that Death,
is always inches away…

We could dodge for years,
or we could go today…

And at that moment,
when we stop breathing…

When we are shown,
the footage of our deceiving…

Those final flashbacks,
like the movie edits…

All of the sins and
all of our regrets…

We’ll finally understand,
just what was planted…

The gift of our life,
we took for granted…

As we arrogantly wandered,
persistently distracting…

With delusions of grandeur,
whilst seldom respecting…

The power of Death and
all that he brings…

Until it’s too late and
the Angel choir sings…

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“So tell me when, you’re gonna let me in”…

freedom

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Some things in life just happen…
Sometimes your eyes can’t see…

Sometimes there is no reason…
Some things are meant to be…

Sometimes the sun shines brightly…
Some days it is a cloud…

Somewhere there’s a rainbow…
Sometimes people are so damn proud…

Sometimes we’ve best intentions…
Some days our minds are black…

Somewhere it went missing…
Somehow we’ll get it back…

Sometimes we’ve just forgotten…
Some people won’t forgive…

Somewhere there’s an answer…
Some things aren’t ours to give…

Some people go on living…
Some days we live to die…

Sometimes it’s deep depression…
Sometimes Eye… Fly… High…

Some people just don’t get it…
Some believe only what they hear…

Some understand the bigger picture…
Some begin to fight their fear…

Some days we play the victim…
Somehow we just don’t exist…

Some people are so stunning…
Some yearn just to be kissed…

Some thoughts should be forgotten…
Sometimes we’re led astray…

Some words can never be spoken…
Some things just locked away…

Someone’s always watching…
Sometimes we still deceive…

Some say that there’s an ending…
Somehow we still believe…

Someday we will understand…
Some claim our eyes will see…

Some thoughts we will remember…
Someday death will set us free…

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“Whispers of hope, are not quite enough”…

tree

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He and She…
Sitting in a tree…
K. I. S. S. I. N. G…

As the branch broke…
They fell to the ground…

Not able to move…
Not making a sound…

Staring at each other…
Realising it was over…

Not wanting to admit it…
Or lose the four leaf clover…

That had cast a spell…
Over their eyes…

Leaving just shadows…
Wrapped up in lies…

As the luck they found…
Had simply disappeared…

And in a heartbeat…
The silence had appeared…

Leaving nothing behind…
But bitter tears…

Falling to the ground…
As minutes became years…

And without any contact…
Without any conversation…

The wounds got deeper…
Lost in translation…

As hope was lost…
The dream had ended…

And as darkness fell…
The evil descended…

Infecting both hearts…
Distorting the facts…

And when battle commenced…
There was no turning back…

As what was once…
Remained no more…

The ship had sailed…
And gone to war…

Where no one wins…
No victory is tasted…

Just a stark reminder…
Of what was wasted…

He and She…
Sitting in a tree…
K. I. S. S. I. N. G…

~

“Have you come here for forgiveness”…

des

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Basking in the shadows…
Where the sunset meets the sea…

Watching fallen angels dancing…
That’s where you’ll find me…

My story was totally fictitious…
Laced with fragments of truth…

And you read all about me…
But forgot me in your youth…

When the wind whispered my name…
You turned and chose not to hear…

Instead you closed the door on me…
Let false words fill your ears…

When the lightning showed the way…
You followed the wrong path…

Didn’t care about consequence…
Or give thought to the aftermath…

Now I’m the freedom you long for…
Whilst you’re locked deep inside…

Knowing you can never escape…
No matter how hard you tried…

You thought I was a madman…
And didn’t believe a single word…

Seeking proof that can’t be found…
In this cold and desolate world…

I’m insane and quite irrational…
That riddle you could not solve…

An answer that was so profound…
It tested your faith and resolve…

Yet I’m mystical and magical…
Like the girl with stunning eyes…

Nothing on this Earth compares…
And that thought just terrifies…

I’m that hidden personality…
That feeds off your darker side…

I know everything about you…
There is nothing you can hide…

I’m the hate inside your fury…
But the only love that’s true…

When you’re feeling so deceptive…
I’m your secret rendezvous…

I’m the story with no ending…
The thief that stole from time…

I know all your dirty secrets…
Witnessed all your wicked crimes…

I’m the cold breeze in the summer…
The rose growing in the snow…

I defied conventional wisdom…
Was the only truth you know…

Now it’s much too late for you…
The chance has passed and gone…

You are looking for forgiveness…
Where there is absolutely none…

Now I’m hiding in the shadows…
The Master of all you can see…

One day this world will end…
And you will finally believe…

~

“I met her in the shadow”…

standing-at-the-crossroad

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She’s standing at the crossroads…
Doesn’t know which way to choose…
She feels backed into a corner…
No matter what, she’ll lose…
Does she stick or does she twist…
In this simple game of life…
Should she follow the right path…
Or keep left, dancing with the knife…

And a life filled with danger…
Where his forbidden lips call…
Up on the mountains edge…
Knowing that she may fall…
Whilst risking everything…
Ignoring all common sense…
And into his lusting arms…
In a life of such pretence…
 
Where everything feels different…
And her senses come alive…
Where electricity flows through her veins…
She needs this feeling to survive…
She craves his lips upon her…
She wants him deep inside…
She knows it’s wrong and sinful…
But without him she would die…

But she fights a constant battle…
With all her conscience voices…
On her shoulder, sat in judgement…
And mocking all her choices…
Making her feel guilty…
And underlining all her sins…
In between this rock and stone…
There is no way she can win…

Now she’s at the crossroads…
There is no right way to choose…
No escape from this dark corner…
It’s either love or lust she’ll lose…
And therein lies the twist…
In this simple game of life…
Because she simply needs both…
To feel whole, to feel alive…

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“This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us”…

this-is-your-life

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This was your life…

So what have you done…

Are you filled with pride…

Or had it only just begun…

Do you look backwards…

In wonder and in awe…

Or was it all wasted…

Like so many before…

Did you rule the world…

Make it a better place…

Or did you quietly hide…

Always seeking an escape…

Escape from your misery…

Never appreciating the good…

A crime we’re all guilty of…

Even the best of us should…

Take the time more often…

To look outside our mind…

The Stars and the Sunset…

All free and all sublime…

Yet taken for granted…

And we just internalise…

As life passes so swiftly…

Before we’ve even realised…

And we get to this point…

Wondering what we’ve done…

Just what is our legacy…

What battles have we won…

The hearts we have broken…

And souls we have scarred…

Those long since forgotten…

The loved ones we discard…

Who’s left at this point…

Anyone who still cares…

Who stuck by you all this time…

You’re surprised they’re still there…

After the way you treated them…

Because it wasn’t always good…

You could be such a Bastard…

And regret acting like a fool…

Because this was your life…

This is what you’ve become…

And it wasn’t a rehearsal…

You had one chance, only one…
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“Can you feel my heartbeat”…

images

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Bruises that exist everywhere…
Take time to ever recover…
Mental scars…
They appear like stars…
Within our head…
Like a poison we dread…
Open wounds that never heal…
Our life force “THEY” steal…
Was this part of the deal…
“THEY” never said…
Deceived us instead…
Smoke and fucking mirrors…
Never seeing past…
Those clever conceptual life traps…
And the bird that flaps…
Its wings…
The simple joy it brings…
When we hear it sing…
Yet the tears, they sting…
As they drip…
As reality takes a strong grip…
And holds on so very tight…
Like fucking thieves in the night…
“THEY” remove your soul…
The essence that makes you whole…
And steal your heart…
Taking it bit by bit…
Ever so slowly, ripping it apart…
It’s what “THEY” have done…
Since we were young…
It’s what “THEY” stole…
From you…

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“Life going nowhere, somebody help me”…

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He’s caught within a moment,
that’s been frozen in time…

Burned into his soul,
it arrived with no warning sign…

A vivid vision in his mind,
it’s like he’s under some spell…

And he can’t break free,
this is his living Hell…

As when he closes his eyes,
he sees her staring back…

Her pale and lifeless face,
just staring into Black…

Because a single moment changed him,
the wrong place and wrong time…

Lost his sense of right and wrong,
as he carried out this crime…

As fate conspired against him,
leading him down a path…

And once at the crossroads,.
there was no turning back…

But he didn’t mean to hurt her,
just saw a golden opportunity…

To get to know her better and
try to make her see…

That he was the one for her,
him alone and no one else…

But when she laughed into his face,
he felt the anger rise within himself…

Pushed her to the ground,
snapping her neck just like a twig…

And before he could save her,
she had danced her final jig…

Now he sits here crying,
driven insane by what he’s done…

Not knowing how to fix this mess,
or kill the monster he’s become…

As he’s caught in that one moment,
that’s been frozen in time…

His life is going nowhere and
his Sun no longer shines…

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“But the sun is eclipsed by the moon”…

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Reflections on the water…
The shimmering bright light…
All around is quiet and still…
As the moon takes silent flight…
Hanging so high above us…
Watching all that we do…
The night time games people play…
When they think they’re out of view…

A witness to all the sinners…
And those who commit a crime…
Its eye is the all-seeing…
Yet it will never testify…
Neither the Judge nor Jury…
Not its place to moralise…
It’s the voyeur we always see…
An ever present we don’t despise…

Instead we view in wonder…
At its beauty and its grace…
Contemplate the darker side…
As we gaze upon its face…
And marvel at its power…
To control the oceans tides…
The gravitational push and pull…
Like the feeling lust provides…

It was there that fateful moment…
When he held her so very tight…
Placed his lips upon hers…
And kissed her soul goodnight…
It didn’t know the actors…
But was happy to watch the play…
Never cheering for an encore…
It was the final act before the day…

The moon just watched from high…
As his knife plunged into her heart…
It never tried to stop him…
Just helped to light up the dark…
Lit up his escape route…
Without saying a single word…
And as the sun began to rise…
The moon disappeared unheard…

Her soul has left this Earth…
But the moon will rise again…
Witnessing life’s ongoing story…
And gently gaze upon our pain…
Reflections on the water…
Of the shimmering bright light…
All around is quiet and still…
As the moon once again takes flight…

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Image by FallingToPieces