Post by gloomysunday on Apr 13, 2007 11:34:16 GMT
This won't work like the last time I did this... I post some special pieces and if I ever get a reply, I'll post the next one.
Glass World
I never allowed myself to cry
Never let the pain truly show
But glass tears are falling down each night
They don't scar the outside shell
Leaving their traces within
Rivers in my glass world
Barefoot, walking on splinters
Is my soul completely bared
Glass deserts reflect thoughts again and again
Colourless earth and colourless sky
Build my cage in this eternity
In which I'm captured, trapped
White roses by the wayside
Mark the road of my despair
When their transparent thorns tear my skin
There will be nowhere to conceal
The drops of blood trickling down
Watering the infertile ground
I wonder if I cut any deeper
Will I find some of my dreams?
If the blade meets the vein will it unleash
The person I buried within?
Is there someone else hiding
Beneath the skin I loathe?
Will the glass world shatter
Flowers and rivers smash?
Will the sky break into thousand fragments
Caving in, burying me?
When I make the final cut
And set my soul free
(c) Alya
Chasing The Ink
Black ink rushed though darkness
With me on its heels
And thought
It could hide
Somewhere in this night
Ran over corners
And through edges
But I wouldn't let go
Kept running and chasing
Through the old books' lines
Fairytale's flowers wouldn't conceal
It From
Me
Nor will history's bloody hands
Keep it from my view
No
I won't let it escape
So close, so close
It comes
Then runs away, so far, so far
Makes me think I lost it
Before appearing right
There
In front of me
Laughing at its deceiving game
Played hide and seek
Beneath the sheets
Came back to me
Out of a whim
Black ink
On white paper
Created
A
Poem
(c) Alya
Glass World
I never allowed myself to cry
Never let the pain truly show
But glass tears are falling down each night
They don't scar the outside shell
Leaving their traces within
Rivers in my glass world
Barefoot, walking on splinters
Is my soul completely bared
Glass deserts reflect thoughts again and again
Colourless earth and colourless sky
Build my cage in this eternity
In which I'm captured, trapped
White roses by the wayside
Mark the road of my despair
When their transparent thorns tear my skin
There will be nowhere to conceal
The drops of blood trickling down
Watering the infertile ground
I wonder if I cut any deeper
Will I find some of my dreams?
If the blade meets the vein will it unleash
The person I buried within?
Is there someone else hiding
Beneath the skin I loathe?
Will the glass world shatter
Flowers and rivers smash?
Will the sky break into thousand fragments
Caving in, burying me?
When I make the final cut
And set my soul free
(c) Alya
Chasing The Ink
Black ink rushed though darkness
With me on its heels
And thought
It could hide
Somewhere in this night
Ran over corners
And through edges
But I wouldn't let go
Kept running and chasing
Through the old books' lines
Fairytale's flowers wouldn't conceal
It From
Me
Nor will history's bloody hands
Keep it from my view
No
I won't let it escape
So close, so close
It comes
Then runs away, so far, so far
Makes me think I lost it
Before appearing right
There
In front of me
Laughing at its deceiving game
Played hide and seek
Beneath the sheets
Came back to me
Out of a whim
Black ink
On white paper
Created
A
Poem
(c) Alya