Throes of Passion
My Love, how can I go?
Your heart forbids it
You have tied me up in
the throes of passion
only you can release me...
I have been marked by on you
You have taken my all
and gave; yourself in return
I can never ask for anything again
because what I have from you
will take me a lifetime to embrace.
Your heart forbids it
You have tied me up in
the throes of passion
only you can release me...
I have been marked by on you
You have taken my all
and gave; yourself in return
I can never ask for anything again
because what I have from you
will take me a lifetime to embrace.
Comfort
Oh we walk among the flowers that bloom during the Spring,
We laugh with joy as we play beneath the Summer sun,
We stroll thru the leaves of Autumn and
Talk softly before the burning fire in the hearth of Winter.
My love, the thing I enjoy most in the world
Is during the deepest part of the night,
whether Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter,
I know I can find comfort within the embrace of your arms.
We laugh with joy as we play beneath the Summer sun,
We stroll thru the leaves of Autumn and
Talk softly before the burning fire in the hearth of Winter.
My love, the thing I enjoy most in the world
Is during the deepest part of the night,
whether Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter,
I know I can find comfort within the embrace of your arms.
Angel's Tear
An Angel's tears full of
Sorrow and Loss,
Fall from the face of beauty.
An Angel's tear more precious
than diamonds, that come from
the center of the Earth.
An Angel's tear falls from
the sky, to be lost in a
sea of despair.
But an Angel's tear can never
be replaced , for Angel's tears
are few among many.
Sorrow and Loss,
Fall from the face of beauty.
An Angel's tear more precious
than diamonds, that come from
the center of the Earth.
An Angel's tear falls from
the sky, to be lost in a
sea of despair.
But an Angel's tear can never
be replaced , for Angel's tears
are few among many.
Loneliness
Loneliness fills my heart
as I think of you gone from me.
There is nothing I want more
than to keep you with me,
but that is not you want.
You have gone and left nothing
but memories that are
now clouded with tears and heartache.
Your voice fades from my memory
as I cling to what is left in my mind.
But wishes are dreams and dreams fade away
and each day you leave my memory
as each petal falls from tree
as each drop of rain falls from the sky
as each bit of sadness fills my heart.
Loneliness fills my heart
as I think of you gone from me.
There is nothing I want more
than to keep you with me,
but that is not you want.
You have gone and left nothing
but memories that are
now clouded with tears and heartache.
Your voice fades from my memory
as I cling to what is left in my mind.
But wishes are dreams and dreams fade away
and each day you leave my memory
as each petal falls from tree
as each drop of rain falls from the sky
as each bit of sadness fills my heart.
My Soul
Pain, tormented from deep within
traps the unwilling soul.
A soul that is not like any other soul
but one that has lost its way in life.
Heartache, the destructive of all emotions
tearing deep within my body.
Reaching deeper and deeper,
retching to be released.
Anguish, pulling me from one extreme to the other.
Not knowing where my soul belongs.
Death, a release from all life's miseries.
Only the place I truly belong.
Pain, tormented from deep within
traps the unwilling soul.
A soul that is not like any other soul
but one that has lost its way in life.
Heartache, the destructive of all emotions
tearing deep within my body.
Reaching deeper and deeper,
retching to be released.
Anguish, pulling me from one extreme to the other.
Not knowing where my soul belongs.
Death, a release from all life's miseries.
Only the place I truly belong.
Lost Forever
Blood red beauty fell from the sky,
Darkness followed her from heaven
A Sadness cross the land,
and fell in my heart
my soul is lost forever.
Blood red beauty fell from the sky,
Darkness followed her from heaven
A Sadness cross the land,
and fell in my heart
my soul is lost forever.
Thoughts of a Poet
A poet is a person who is able to reach inside themselves
to the darkest areas and pull words to describe emotions,
thoughts and form them into a visual picture for the reader to see,
to understand, to grasp blindly into the night sky and pull from within a star.
A poet is a person who is able to reach inside themselves
to the darkest areas and pull words to describe emotions,
thoughts and form them into a visual picture for the reader to see,
to understand, to grasp blindly into the night sky and pull from within a star.
No More
Petals soft as the morning rays,
kiss the beginning of dawn,
love was there and left behind,
saddened by the heart of darkness,
Only cries came and gone
and then there was no more.
Petals soft as the morning rays,
kiss the beginning of dawn,
love was there and left behind,
saddened by the heart of darkness,
Only cries came and gone
and then there was no more.