Monday, February 21, 2000

The beginning of a new end

It seemed like the world had ended It seemed like a new world had begun Was it joy or was it pain The confusion in the mind compounded Her voice still ringing All the words that she said The smile that caused the flutter Still flashed in my head The heart is still very heavy Can’t come to terms with it It’ll be hard to hide the feelings The next time that we meet Oh lord! Why did it have to end this way? Why does it always do? Do I have to forever live hearing, “There’s a better one for you”

To the promise that was made

The butt of the cigarette extinguished The body free from the addiction Couldn’t believe it could be done To the promise that was made The intoxication filled within Brings out the courage that’s Dutch What’s the use of all this To the promise that was made The mask pulled right over No sullen look on the face Learnt to hide the feelings To the promise that was made The ex factor attached to the relationship Forever friends shall we be Strange are the ways To the promise that was made The look of her face is ingrained In the mind that can’t forget But needs to move on in life To the promise that was made It’s hard not to think about it It’s hard not to find her there Need to understand her predicament To the promise that was made Another chapter is over But the end is far from near The book of life has to go on To the promise that was made The heart’s been broken twice When will it ever learn to stop! But it’ll need to find a new love To the promise that was made

Saturday, February 19, 2000

The Rebirth of a Soul

My soul's burning with divine pain An entire lifetime has gone About time I made more gain For I need to go back and live The newborn has arrived But lost the memory Of the decadence that thrived In the soul that was guilty Will lead a life of a soul that’s pleasant Coz’ the memory will not inhibit the pain that was aplenty And peace finally comes in the rebirth that’s present But I know the strife between peace and guilt ne'er ends Coz’ I’ll need to come back here, once again

Friday, February 11, 2000

The Darkened Soul

Poisoned and wounded My soul cried woefully The guilt that surrounded The misdoings of yesterday The beast in me decadent The spiritual being torn Curse on my soul evident Hell’s waiting in anticipation Down the gallows of hell led was I For the sins that temptation wrought This lifetime is to blame For my soul’s at rest but sans peace

Thursday, February 10, 2000

My Guitar

While my guitar gently weeps A feeling of pain within creeps The tune flows imminently in my veins Intimately mixed with the sorrow of pains The angst within reflects Subtly through the musical riffs and clefs My lyrics masked with a joyful face Cheats the world from life’s sorrow case Bye, Bye to my love I say Promising myself I’ll never see her come what may But my guitar still gently weeps From the memory set way down deep Can feel the crack, on my guitar, which once audiences regaled It pains me to see its music curtailed I wish I could give up this form of art Alas! God has been cruel! This is my heart!