Friday 13 March 2015

Alma's Interlude

Did you even care to see my face 
At the corner of the street wall where I wrote your name 
Where the kids keep playing ignorant 
I was a Professing a love I thought u need .

Never mind this things happen anyways 
And when hearts are down we have to be able
To pick them up alongside the bravery suit 
Forgetting the things that we once cherished.

With your curtains drawn tonight 
I could see your golden self under the white lights 
And there you are 
An opportunity I missed again.

Did you think of me when you kissed him 
Did you even know whether he loves you like I do
Cos all the pretty ones were all he ever needed
Never were you a treasure just a collection.

Slowly my world is crashing down trying to find your fervor 
A shame Gravity can't save me now 
And With all my thoughts becoming stagnant 
All I ever do is think of you.

Outcast.

Bitter affections from the people of the town
Torches lit up the atmosphere 
The town had come to her house 
They demanded for the one 
The very thing they refused to understand 
He who had brought daylight to their nightmares
In their eyes were beams of fire and fear 
The Mother was scared 
She couldn't understand their ignorance 
While she watched her glowing infant smile 
She wanted to know if he knew what the mob had planned 
A tear fell down her face  in disgust
The house got lit up 
The town kept the noise up 
They were already savages unconsciously 
Then she burst out the burning door
Already skinned and burned with the infant already ash 
With her final breath she cursed the whole town.

Monday 9 March 2015

The King's Blue Funk.

As I lay looking from my castle 
The whole streets filled with people 
There is no smile and no joy to behold 
In Every light corner threads a darkness unknown 

The plebeians have lost faith in my system
My daughter sees no love in me 
I hear wailing from where my wife lays to rest
Even the dead are pierced with spears of pain
With the way Desolation has occurred. 

I can't cry 
I can't find the tears 
My eyes are getting blurred from all of my mistakes
The Evil spreads like a virus in my heart
No space for love to dwell in 
Leaving me dark and  hollow. 

For the bones have been broken 
The flesh has been skinned 
As the dust gather around in the evening 
So will my Kingdom never been known again. 

I wish I could grasp the light to healing 
Not withstanding my high fall from grace 
With every tune that the harper plays 
My soul will try to find rest in my dying world