poor little upside-down cake...your bottom's on your top.

miðvikudagur, febrúar 14, 2007

No one else will do...but you

Hey, I know its mushy...but it is Valentines Day.

Following after shadows
gathering up my dreams
I realize no one will do,
But you

An evening...after midnight
gazing at the stars
I know that your the only one
That can fill my heart

This empty hole inside me
Only you can fill
Make it whole again...
As only you can

No one else in my mind
no one in my heart
Of all the people on the earth
Only you will do

No one else but you
to walk by my side
to travel a lifelong road
with me

If you never come
I'll be left alone
Because no one else but you...
will do

Another spontaneous inspiration from the mind of Chrysler the Great.

laugardagur, febrúar 03, 2007

"The short poem"

There...I finally wrote a short one!

All

A smile, a word
that is all I have of you
All you ever gave me
I need more, but you deny it

Why do you distrust me?

fimmtudagur, febrúar 01, 2007

Mara, Mara

Listing through the reeds
a breeze blows your voice to me

I remember so well when you called
Now I call you from accross the other shore

Mara, Mara, mysterious whisperings
They call to me through the tall grass

But when I come, there is no one
Oh Mara, the face I once saw smile

When you peeked at me and beckoned me to follow
When we ran free through the fields...together

What has happened? I was long away
And now I come back, but you are gone

Mara, Mara, your mem'ry is but a shadow
Your sighing voice haunts me

Have I failed you Mara? Are my Journeyings vain adventures?
Your silhouette wanderes through the forests...Mara, I was not here for you.

Now I must lay me down to weep and mourn
Do you frown on me from above? Does my sorrow make you happy?

Are your listeneing to my laments or is my voice forever muted?

Wrote that just now.