Thursday, October 18, 2007

The Night Is Here Again

The night is here again for its awhile
Moods laid out to give obscurity dark
Deep within its dusk meditation style
And on to the stars that come here to spark
A love song in to evening that's gone
Carried to distance habitation out there
Always going parallax - and on and on
From turning generation to nowhere

Every day's simple moods of pleasures
Come to end of rotating invention
Night dreaming with its many possessions
Hidden meaning of compass treasures
The indistinctness of its dimension
That gives each dreaming more impressions

Like The Nectar My Love

Like the nectar my love has its flower
That will long to the epoch and then fall
With its flourish liberated avower
The working-day light reaching and its brawl
Buried weapons of people's choices to select
Accustomed suffering happiness thought
Extracting fire of centuries prospect
Distances possessed in illusions caught

Arrive from the interior to perceive
Heady scent from the amplest clarity
Hidden in the take of pure repining
Hours of lost in world of make-believe
From the coldness outside austerity
That now to existence is entwining

Like A Day That Will Start

Like a day that will start
I will grow on to be
Somewhere feelings counterpart
To grow on and become free
Love is like oceans away
Coming and going in flows
Just like when night meets day
As hours tomorrow goes

Your are a reaction of sunshine
Rain falling clouds above
Anything that's hard to define
Just like your feelings and love
Footsteps are going to go
Out into their future destiny
Sometimes like water it'll flow
In to the ground to give and be

Never try to understand passion
It appears and goes to the deep
It's deemed beyond every fashion
Never for lovers to really keep
Giving a purpose and its power
With every turn out it knows
A perfect relief for the hour
As it comes in and again goes

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Phantoms Shadows

Just like the sky blue
And a world beyond
What your eyes can do
No where else found
Feelings that stay or go
With every mood's spin
Letting your heart know
What is from within?

You are the deepest I know
Oceans of love songs
Catching the night's glow
Anything that to deep belongs
Phantoms shadows creepy
Flickering and turning
With their doubt cast sleepy
Forever in glum yearning

Just like the ocean's wave
Going from shore to shore
Longings the heart crave
When it needs love to assure
Hours to escape and change
Every path more and more
Our feelings to disarrange
From yesterday’s of our yore

Something to Say

Something to say
And trying to fulfill
Anything at all
With its content skill

Of what the lines read
In anything to show
Fulfilling ones way
In their needs to go

Chorus
All to share and light
In picture you’ve seen
Of what’s wrong and right
And everything between
Getting out of dim
To the next of act
With your ways and whim
Of not being exact

What you give or make
Worthy it maybe
But is it what you need
In what you try to see

Crossroads at you feet
Of the ways to go
Something there to ache
In its forward flow

Chorus

All I'm Trying To Do

All I'm trying to do is find you
With what you have to offer me
Something that is true or untrue
In the things you’re set out to be

And I’ll know if our dreams be there
Within this vast of everything
Something that we both might share
And outside to the world bring

If it is from within
Complete with your own
Something we can give
From our inside grown
A love that has its way
Even daydreams too
What you say and live
Inside by coming through

If it is from within
Complete with your own
Roads that meet your day
From our within grown
Let nothing just pass
Give it each a try
Living things to live
In your heart and why

All I'm trying to do is being me
Wandering about to find
Feeling my interior part that's free
Leaving the skeptical behind
And we will search on to fulfill
Every dream that isn't there
Walk the row and climb the hill
Trying to give take and share

Monday, October 15, 2007

The Dreams from Nowhere

The dreams from nowhere that come here around
In to the woe of the forgotten one
Each love from the deep never to be found
That comes to pour of feelings till gone
The minds that know nothing only dark sky
Of loneliness with passions to be
The liberties of eyes that still time try
Give their sense always set-off yet to see

Love that is from the heart and impression
Never to give up its searching touchstone
Like continuity in murk recess spark
Of each flowing thought and its digression
When moments come in to you much alone
The hours of dejection cynical cark