And did the power of dreams soar on clouds to a far away place, and battle reality to pick up the shattered pieces of all that you had yearned for all of those years, to bring you back to where you feel at peace, and one day will you look back and wonder at why you ever thought of a different place, a paradise lost. Green grass growing all around, and in your mind a distant sound sings softly in your ears.
And did the power of dreams send you down that different path, and make you wonder at the marvels of the depths of a voided space filled by a vision that never existed in times past, where you danced in the moonlight and gently seduced the
Beautiful memories so difficult to find,
always remember them, never leave them behind.
Never the obvious always the obscure,
so much in mind left craving for more.
Moments, minutes, tiny one line quotes,
lost love lines, hidden in notes.
Think of the past whether recent or far,
kept it in your heart so you know where you are.
When holding your hand, was all that you needed,
and tomorrow was a gift of whatever preceded.
Lives are just numbers spread over years,
each one a gift of laughter and tears.
Stars in the night time appear one by one,
each one a person to remember who's gone.
Stop this clock with its relentless time,
As I walk along these streets of filth and grime.
The rain and wind it batters me,
Though the tears of angels I'm unable to see.
The greyest clouds they press me down,
The trees bend over as if they frown.
And in the distance over there,
Is a man with a saxophone and he doesn't care,
And he plays his tune in the cold night air.
The strangest thing in the depths of night,
And all of a sudden, all's alright.
What I See and What I want. by zilzalisme, literature
Literature
What I See and What I want.
I see angels fall, they are singing to me,
they plead with me to set them free.
I see all their tears as they plead for a voice,
to tell all the people to give them the choice.
I see them trapped in the light,
never allowed into the night.
How can we be good if we don't know what is bad?
how can we reject what we never had?
I see men creating demons as they stand shaking their heads,
and insert them into the minds of children as they lay in their beds.
I see religious doctrine that sets all the rules,
taught in the churches and imposed in the schools.
I see mothers crying with only food for a day,
men collecting riches and hoarding them aw
I Knew You Not, But My Heart Still Bleeds. by zilzalisme, journal
I Knew You Not, But My Heart Still Bleeds.
Gone are the days that the light shone bright,
disappearing to hide in a long dark night.
Were we gifted this life to feel so much pain,
and hung from a tree and left to the rain?
Suffer the children at the hands of men such as these,
should we curse all our gods as we fall to our knees?
Shamed are the powers who stand and do naught,
and we are left to disbelieve; all we were taught.
Peace be with both of you.
Send me back from where I came,
for all I created it is me that I blame.
I took a path it was hard and long,
and it led me to places that I didn't belong.
The fear that I created was exciting at times,
whenever I read the words of the rhymes.
How many stories would I need to read,
to write all the emotions that I need to bleed.
The mirror that calls me to look deep inside,
and exposed are the passions that I constantly hide.
Sensibilities destroyed by what my body reveals,
happy to submit to what it is that he steals.
Night after night as I battle all my desires,
extinguishing one, only lights other fires.
Now at these crossroads I stare at t
I looked up at the balcony it seemed too high,
so I had an idea..... I decided to fly.
Quiet as the night the peacock and me,
looked around for what was to see.
The prettiest flowers all covered the floor,
a curved staircase led up to an old wooden door.
A girl dressed so pretty was deep in a thought,
she didn't notice me or the gift that I brought.
The sunlight cascaded to the foot of the stair,
reflections reflected in the thoughts she could share.
A sadness inside as she looked at the door,
curiosity unanswered as she turned back once more.
So she sits at the table her pen in her hand,
and stares to the horizon to a far distant land.
I dri
I wanted wings
To wrap me gently
In such a wondrously beautiful embrace
Amongst the stars and angels
So I delicately ripped flight
From the butterflies surrounding my window
In the hopes they could fly me away.
I wanted to feel loved
To feel the doting heat
Of a lovers breath on my neck
And grasp on my heart
So I kissed the sun
And held it ever so gently
Against my breast till
It burned me away
And I could reminisce in its loving burn.
I wanted to be whole
Without flaw
Without ugly bones to trap my soul
Without a life
So desperately wanting
Everything it could never have or be
So I embraced the seas
Submerged my entirety
My being
Letti
All I want is for you to find me,
not to judge, but just to see.
To be an image that lives in my mind,
that I set free to tell what you find.
All I want is to live in your heart,
to be able to talk when we are apart.
To lie in your arms and awaken my dreams.
Suppress all my fears and silence my screams.
All I want is to love what I feel,
it doesn't matter if imagined or real.
To give you my body to light all my fires,
teach me to realise all my desires.
All I want is all that you are at my side,
to occasionally fall with my eyes open wide.
Tell me no lies and never judge what I feel,
it really doesn't matter if imagined or real.