The beauty of imperfection and other tranquil things
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Pray to whom?
Angels pray to god
Down on their knees
Locked within a cage
From which they can not fly
Imprison souls
Seeing Earth only to help eat our sin
Serpents roam just as they please
Betray the master
Run amongst us
Are they not truly free
Telling lies
Do whatever they may
Nothing left to loose
Where can they go
Solitary place to stay
Angels pray to god
Down on their knees
Locked within a cage
From which they can not fly
Imprison souls
Seeing Earth only to help eat our sin
Serpents roam just as they please
Betray the master
Run amongst us
Are they not truly free
Telling lies
Do whatever they may
Nothing left to loose
Where can they go
Solitary place to stay
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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What lies just beyond the river
Venture out
Endeavor before the flame
Knowing I can’t live forever
Should I stop
Live my life a little purer
Should I pray
I don’t know but
Can it hurt much
With all the deeds I’ve shown
Over the river
Where does it go
I can’t see heaven
Got no choice now
I know I have to follow
Helping hand
Never seemed for me
Didn’t try too
Just living for my day
Seems so shallow
Is that just me
You’ve seen my worst
Would you
Say the same
Look inside
Don’t like what I see
Times of sorrow
Mostly caused by me
Fading gently
Wasn’t in my plans
Never had none
Living on whim
Sleep
Gravitates
Approaches slowly
It’s within my reach
Slipping quickly
Where will I go
Can’t see heaven
Now I dread below
Slipping quickly
What can I do
I’ll pay my penance
Tell me what to do
I’ll go in silence
Or I’ll be your hand
I can show you fully
I can scream aloud
Over the river
Where does it go
I can’t see heaven
Got no choice now
I know I have to follow
Now I’ll cross that river
I’ll see the other side
Don’t know what lies there
Will I live out
All the hurt I’ve caused
Will I repeat them
I heard their cries
Never concerned
I was mesmerized
I feel their hurt now
It’s piled on high
No hesitation
No not from me
I never held back
It was not for me
I kept on digging
The deepest grave
Never thought I’d use it
Never thought I’d see that day
Now I’ll cross that river
But first I’ll look upon my past
Regret the turmoil
The worlds I crumbled
Can’t ignore the anguish
All that piercing pain
Oh how I wish
I could do it all over again
Oh I see the river
It brings on shivers
Over the river
I can see no hope
Don’t deserve none
Now I follow
See the consequences
Of this life
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Pray I do
That I can avoid
That to see I won’t
Looking to the heavens
Clasp my hands
Will this succeed
Tell me what to say the most
Waiting
Please show a sign
I’m sick of waiting
While I waste away
Moving
Well I’ll pass along
I’m sick of kneeling
I can’t stand the wait
Praying to the heavens
What has it really done for me
All I ask for is freedom
Is that what you call what your doing to me
Praying show me lord
Made you my idol
But you can’t breathe in a stone
I’m sick of trying
So I’m moving on
Moving
Well will you strike me down
A disbeliever
A mortal who blasphemed
Who besmeared your name
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Every time I reach inside to feel
Grab a piece of something wrong
Never seems to come out right
Every time I reach inside to feel
Take a little more time to search
Maybe next time it will all come out all right
Sometimes it seems I search to long
Never find a place where I can rest
Never find a place where I belong
Well when you look at me in my eyes
Can you see the things I do
Or do I stand alone again tonight
All I really need to know
There’s truth out there
Or so I’ve often been told
You can stumble upon it
Right there in the middle of the night
Creeps up upon you
But will I turn my back
And walk away in fright
Change often comes
But not to those who wait
I bid my time
Waiting for it to be just right
Joy may be what it brings
But I fear it will consume with fright
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
I don't think that these are really coming from 'inside me'. They just spewed out, oozing jibber that landed on a piece of paper.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
"The truth? You can't handle the truth!"
I liked this one. And the line "Change often comes but not to those who wait"---now, ain't that the truth!
hehe
Thanks for pointing that line out!!
I had it stuck in my head. I jotted it down, and the rest was built upon it. I loved the line, and really wanted to use it.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
Times of sorrow
Mostly caused by me
Fading gently
But you can’t breathe in a stone
Every time I reach inside to feel
Grab a piece of something wrong
Never seems to come out right
Every time I reach inside to feel
Take a little more time to search
Maybe next time it will all come out all right
Well when you look at me in my eyes
Can you see the things I do
Or do I stand alone again tonight
All I really need to know
There’s truth out there
Joy may be what it brings
But I fear it will consume with fright
YOU certainly have a way with words.
thanks ali
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I just made Love, two hearts beating speak
Too long in the meantime, Time only forgives
Too long in the Dreamtime, the soul still, it Lives
Once, twice, maybe three times a charm
There's only so much, till a little death does harm
Still, does Love need such a puncture,
A hole, not thy whole
Still, does Love need such a rapture
Uniting that, my Soul
Now He sleeps in complete utter Bliss
And I, the Woman, of whom he will kiss
The Sun will rise, tomorrow in full bloom
My Lover, he wakes, his lips, I'll consume.
Anatole France
Sitting under the great oak.
Her body swathed in pure white chiffon
and lace,
White and pure and soft.
Her legs up
Her body cradled over
the box... the box of gold..
her gift.
She sat there crying,
Her sobs touching every fibre of her soul.
For inside the box, was her gift,
of love, her soul, her desire, her need.
The precious seeds of her womanhood.
With love
those seeds would grow,
venture out of the box into the sunlight,
and through their growth
fill her life with color
the beautiful perfume of flowers,
the wonder of birds and butterflies
attracted by it's beauty.
But her box was grey,
Covered with years of neglect,
the seeds resting on bone-dry soil.
Her heart in hibernation.
Her tears tracing lines down her cheek.
He watched her.
He understood.
She fell asleep.
She woke to see him there
The box cradled lovingly in his lap
Toolbox by his side.
He was a million miles away
across the great gulf
yet seemed to be right next to her.
And she watched,
as his loving hands treasured it
wiped away the years
brought back the wonder of the gold,
made all the years of neglect disappear.
Time stood still as she watched.
The gold was battered,
dented and scraped,
marks of the pain in her life.
Each mark disappeared under his loving attention,
each dent pulled out
each scrape buffed clean.
Time, he seemed to have endless time,
as he focused his love on each flaw,
one by one,
tears in his eyes as he understood the pain each one signified,
then erasing it with his loving hands.
The gentle light from his eyes,
and the water from his tears,
nourished her seeds,
bringing life and beauty where there once was desolation.
And then he was there,
next to her.
She lost herself in his eyes
as he tenderly placed the treasure
in her hands.
"Take it forever!" she started to cry,
but a gentle touch to her lips stifled the cry in her throat.
"My love," he said,
God has placed us on opposite sides of a great gulf.
Only He can make that gulf disappear, and he will,
in His own time.
Until then, we have His work to do,
each on our own side.
When that work is done, He will look on us with favor,
for it is He who sent me to you."
He took her hands in his
touched his lips to hers, and said,
"But this promise I make: when you need me, summon me.
I will come to your side.
And every night I shall return,
to wipe away every scratch,
fix every flaw,
that life has put on your gift of your womanhood.
I will lie with you and ease your pain.
And when the gulf is gone,
when eternity is ours,
I will place your gift in a place of honor,
So the world will see, and know
That I treasure you
your womanhood
your love
your life.
They will all know that you have finally received
the love you deserve."
And he was gone.
She cried.
Then a soft voice was heard from all around her
and inside her...
"My, child. When you thought it was a man you needed
I let you choose a man.
But he took your gift, and put it on a shelf
To wither
To die.
When you thought it was a lover you needed
You chose a lover
Who simply used your gift as a stepping stool
to reach over the walls in his life which he despised.
No, it is not a man you need,
for a man cannot understand your heart.
And it is not a lover you need. A lover is like a firefly,
lighting your life for a moment,
then leaving you to deal with the darkness
Until it flashes again.
So I have taken it into my own hands
and shown you what you truly need.
He is not just a man, though a man he is.
He is not just a lover, though a lover he is.
He is the man I have given you forever..
He is your soulmate"
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
No , it is not a man you need,
for a man cannot understand your heart
And it is not a lover you need.A lover is like a firefly
Lighting your life for a moment
Then leaving you to deal with the darkness
Until it flashes again.
Do you have any more poems to share?
Anatole France
I have a plethora of words laced together to share. I try to put them in appropriate threading to not take up too much space. Thanks for the compliments!
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
That's really nice of you all to say such kind things. I've had much to be inspired by recently in so many aspects of my life. I'm just getting it outta my head, ya know what I mean jelly beans? Thank you so much.
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Is that normal
Can you speak
Just how you really feel
Can you show
Will you run to hide
Does it grow inside
Are you in a void
Are you staring towards belief
How far along
When will you commence release
I can feel it
Grows inside of me
I can feel it
Rising up
Reaching the surface
Growing out on me
Blistered skin
Hide the new beginning
Another layer
Shedding off
Exposing my new skin
I am mine
Slipping out
Come to be exposed
Shed my shell
Release inside
Adapting to my growth
A new man
Creature now a being
What I was
What will I be
Where I’m at
Where I’ll be set free
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Breath in
Let it go
Let something new begin
Can’t hold on for tomorrow
For something I’ve never seen
Can’t let go of sorrow
It’s the only place I’ve been
These wings aren’t so heavy
But they get dragged down
They carry everything
Can’t give in to this despair
But why not
Seems to be inclusive with everything
I know
They say
Hold on
There’s a rainbow
New corners can bring on anything
I know
They say
Hold out
Keep faith
The righteous prevail through anything
What lays before
I don’t
Think that I can wait
Unfold
Present
Unveil
What lies before
Just show
A tease
What lies
Is there anything here for me
Is that enough
Something to believe
No touch
No sight
Believe
But seeing is everything
No touch
No feel
How can I believe
I need to hold to know
Is anything going to be for real
I reach the roof
Onto the ledge like so many times before
To spread my wings
Will they hold
Is it faith
That would secure this one relief
Is that enough
To slow descent
Or with crash
Does that confirm
Does it support all disbelief
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
Thanks Twin. I really liked your reply.
I actually enjoyed singing this one. It is the first time in a while I actually had the urge to sing. I have been inspired of late...I don't know why. I think I have been hearing a lot of new music that is really good, and I kinda regained a bit of respect for the industry, and just started enjoying it again. Not saying my words are good or that they will ever go anywhere, but it is inspiring seeing music with depth getting reccognision again.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Very cool! I am glad you are inspired, we all get to benefit from that! Doesn't matter if your words "go anywhere" but they are good and "going somewhere" is how you perseve it, you just don't know the influence you have on others when you share and if it touches even one person, well my thought is that is pretty fantastic...yeah, I get tired of the mindless airheaded music sometimes too, although some of it has a good beat...
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
hey, thanks twin. Thats a great way of looking at it.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
fucking beautiful !!!!!!!!!!!!
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
Thank you for posting these.
thanks to both of you....BU2 and PJN.
for me, Over the river was kinda saying that I have made a lot of mistakes in my life, and hurt people that meant everything. For that, I shall recieve bad karma...for lack of a better way of saying it. I huess it's like once you cross a river and burn your bridge, it is hard to rebuild that bridge to get to the person on the other side while having to look at them looking at you in utter heartbroken disapointment.
Thanks all for your comments, and the excellent additions to the thread.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
why not swim?
really good reads, all of it. Thanks for sharing.