Tears drop like rain from the sky,
We make a wish and let it fly,
Away with the butterflies and birds,
Goes each of the many words.
Hope for tomorrow to bring more,
We've seen this all happen before,
Tears spilt then emotions abused,
Old quotes continuously reused.
The only reason this has begun,
Is not because we find it fun,
But due to our wishes not being found,
Lost in a world where there is no sound.
So when the butterflies and birds fly by,
Shout your wishes to the sky,
They'll carry them up to the heaven above,
To help you understand the meaning of love.
Sunday, 29 May 2011
Monday, 16 May 2011
Kittens and lions
I dreamt a dream last night,
Where the stars begin to fight,
And peace became anger and fury,
It was the beginning of this story.
We kill like it is a game,
Prance around in fame,
Like kittens and lions on the prowl,
As they bite, fight and growl.
We are just the same as the cats,
Playing with the unlucky rats,
Dodging through the trees,
Listening to the bumble bees.
The kittens play with balls of string,
The lions call out their growls and sing,
Sing for protection, love and the ground,
To help them find what has not been found.
Struggling through every day,
Finding another place to stay,
Where the world keeps us under its wings,
And we hide from unknown things.
The kittens and lions are here to play,
We should help them to stay,
To live alongside their call,
And watch mankind fall.
Where the stars begin to fight,
And peace became anger and fury,
It was the beginning of this story.
We kill like it is a game,
Prance around in fame,
Like kittens and lions on the prowl,
As they bite, fight and growl.
We are just the same as the cats,
Playing with the unlucky rats,
Dodging through the trees,
Listening to the bumble bees.
The kittens play with balls of string,
The lions call out their growls and sing,
Sing for protection, love and the ground,
To help them find what has not been found.
Struggling through every day,
Finding another place to stay,
Where the world keeps us under its wings,
And we hide from unknown things.
The kittens and lions are here to play,
We should help them to stay,
To live alongside their call,
And watch mankind fall.
Wednesday, 11 May 2011
There should be
As the world turns everything around,
I can't help but listen to the sound,
Of birds flying above our heads,
And stars twinkling above our grass beds.
Where distant voices shout for tomorrow,
People cry out in pure sorrow,
For lives are taken when peace has gone,
There are two where there should be one.
life is fragile in anothers hands,
It won't last long on these lands,
It's not better off out at sea,
The waves will capture you and me.
So reach for my hand through the night,
There is no reason to fight,
I shall not join in fighting you,
There are three where there should be two.
And on this day I pray,
That this war shall not stay,
For peace needs to overcome,
Before love becomes numb.
So help us through this time of need,
Help us all to learn to lead,
Our own lives in which we see,
There are four where there should be three.
Redemptions rope rescues us all,
Trying to help us from mankinds fall,
Yet we seem to just cut the rope,
Before complaining that we can't cope.
Forgive us for our wrong doings,
Our world left in ruines,
The world we love is gone,
There were five when there is now none.
I can't help but listen to the sound,
Of birds flying above our heads,
And stars twinkling above our grass beds.
Where distant voices shout for tomorrow,
People cry out in pure sorrow,
For lives are taken when peace has gone,
There are two where there should be one.
life is fragile in anothers hands,
It won't last long on these lands,
It's not better off out at sea,
The waves will capture you and me.
So reach for my hand through the night,
There is no reason to fight,
I shall not join in fighting you,
There are three where there should be two.
And on this day I pray,
That this war shall not stay,
For peace needs to overcome,
Before love becomes numb.
So help us through this time of need,
Help us all to learn to lead,
Our own lives in which we see,
There are four where there should be three.
Redemptions rope rescues us all,
Trying to help us from mankinds fall,
Yet we seem to just cut the rope,
Before complaining that we can't cope.
Forgive us for our wrong doings,
Our world left in ruines,
The world we love is gone,
There were five when there is now none.
Monday, 9 May 2011
Stop For Just One Moment
Rain pours from the sky,
Causing us to wonder why,
Tilting our heads up to see,
If up there is really free.
We wonder when our turn will come,
To watch our very last rising sun,
Or rise above the overpowering pain,
Which is this pouring rain.
Our generation don't stop to look,
Or even take the time to read a book,
They mellow on through each day,
Almost wishing it away.
Children cry in joy for sunshine,
Thinking that it makes everything fine,
Yet what about this pouring rain,
Maybe it's keeping me saine.
No coats required on this trip,
Don't gulp your drink instead of sip,
For tomorrow is another day,
And your last day will not stay.
Causing us to wonder why,
Tilting our heads up to see,
If up there is really free.
We wonder when our turn will come,
To watch our very last rising sun,
Or rise above the overpowering pain,
Which is this pouring rain.
Our generation don't stop to look,
Or even take the time to read a book,
They mellow on through each day,
Almost wishing it away.
Children cry in joy for sunshine,
Thinking that it makes everything fine,
Yet what about this pouring rain,
Maybe it's keeping me saine.
No coats required on this trip,
Don't gulp your drink instead of sip,
For tomorrow is another day,
And your last day will not stay.
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