Deep Poetry for Saturday, June 11, 2011

When you think that you lost Then its time to pay the cost Unless you have the guts within It's an illusion to think you'll win Must be willing to take a dare Doesn't matter that you're scared If you get back on the saddle You have won half the battle When you find yourself behind Severe the body from the mind We can all touch the sky All we have to do is try Sign in to see full entry.

My stone windows, Ribbed between Me and the storm outside, will blow away. There is something mad About a rainy day; Tonight, When it’s dark, And quiet and the moon slips from view, We will go mad, MAD, And from the skies A silver light shall Crack on our skulls. then I shall grab Hold of your arms, Cold sweat against the pane on a flying jeep, Or angel-horse, We’ll ride Into the heart where the sun is dying, Into the sun to which we're flying. Sign in to see full entry.

Why did I not pay any attention? I have lost everything, Because of my own stubbornness. 'Well, You said it yourself. Because of your stubbornness, You have lost everything. But you have gained a wisdom, In the knowing that you must rid yourself... From that stubbornness.' Yeah. Even if I did that... What I had will never return. 'I once acquired an abundance of ignorance myself. I thought I couldn't live without it until it was gone. And when I sought understanding for my failures? Guess what?... Sign in to see full entry.

I wanted not to be frozen to death As it was life time wish to remain with Fear was just gripping me from inside Chances were there and differences very wide I can afford no more isolation As I have developed sound relation It is fine tuning with you on sound footing No more trouble ideas are shooting I can have no peace with disturbed news My relation with you can’t have any more reviews It is firm and never getting strained Little upset thought makes me completely drained I would prefer death... Sign in to see full entry.