Sunday, January 29, 2012
It Ended with a Dance
All this time I waited,
all the pain and hatred
It all came to a halt,
and struck me like volt
On the clear space we stood,
and my love was in your mood
I took your hand and we swayed,
though your heart never really stayed
It took only a few minutes,
and the beating was in the limits
My eyes was not looking,
and my heart was fast pounding
Then you gave the look,
and a lot of seconds it took
You gave me the sign,
that you're saying goodbye
While the lights plays with my eyes,
all of my memories of love dies
Your heart is intended to another,
and my presence was a bother
All the pain I've been through,
all the plans that I threw
It summed up with your glance,
I guess it ended with a dance
all the pain and hatred
It all came to a halt,
and struck me like volt
On the clear space we stood,
and my love was in your mood
I took your hand and we swayed,
though your heart never really stayed
It took only a few minutes,
and the beating was in the limits
My eyes was not looking,
and my heart was fast pounding
Then you gave the look,
and a lot of seconds it took
You gave me the sign,
that you're saying goodbye
While the lights plays with my eyes,
all of my memories of love dies
Your heart is intended to another,
and my presence was a bother
All the pain I've been through,
all the plans that I threw
It summed up with your glance,
I guess it ended with a dance
Monday, January 23, 2012
The Lingering Memory
The scent of her perfume lingers,
and my mind begins to wander
All seems to be in harmony,
a very good memory to ponder
I've been here and there,
yet I get nothing in return,
I ask all random questions,
about the true love earned
I pacify my heart with chances,
yet it's not sufficient and enough
The world gave me all I ask,
but the conditions were tough
On that single starry night,
I had nothing perfect to say
I just sat in beside her,
and waited for the day
A disappointment indeed,
and I lost another chance
But the time we spent together,
will be a memory that'll last
Friday, January 6, 2012
The Young Heart
This heart is young,
and world's against it
Each beat was priceless,
but nothing holds it
It wonder through signs,
and get many answers
Yet its still vacant,
and stays at the corners
It prayed from above,
so love may come
It was too late,
cause love was done
At twilight it yearns,
waking all sleeping hopes
It calls for mercy,
and it hangs on a rope
Each time it walks away,
the tears went back
But when the time comes,
the sadness attack
This heart is young,
and time's against it
Each beat was sorrow,
but nothing's worth it
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