Friday, September 30, 2011

scrib some 2

The reason has failed
once again
Brains refuse to work it out
for the inflicting pain
This is the state that
needs to stay
As the head needs to
rest finally anyway

Sunday, September 25, 2011

The leaf song

As I get higher
life turns clearer
Blue thoughts inside my head wander
and strange funny faces I see
across my beloved wisdom street
All I try, is to be free
All I want, is to be free
of all the failures and glories

It makes peace smile on my face
no confusions, clarity or daze
Now I walk on the sacred path
its this feeling I want it to last
creating a planet for us the high ones
All I try, is to be free
All I want, is to be free
of all the failures and glories

Not crazy in the head
as she pulls me back into the bed
pleasure blinds her
I know where this leads me
its going to be another of my favorite tree
and now I shall be
turning myself free
and to all the hicks and glories
I'll be free

S

Steep
is the cloud I wish to climb
Stuck
the creation at the last word
Sleep
it abandons at night
Silence
broken by a mere crept
Solace
shattered by your presence
Sequence
at disarray when at randomly shaped
Stray
when strongly on the leash