pretty in sunshine
puffy vagrant clouds drift by
grey peaks of mountains
blue jay seeks his tree
long before the fiery end
awaiting moonlight
lying in green grass
at noontime of blissful blue
......
Another hero's story told,
By another three mourning souls.
The last story of the hero sold:
"She pulled us out, but her lungs couldn't hold."
Another car wasted in the deep end,
Beside another body at the cost of three friends.
Of all in black who stare down the grave,
Only three visit every single day.
......
Rest my exhausted form and daydreamed for a period of time
Blurry vision and a throbbing pain pierce through
Would i even want to experience this again?
Enchanting sunsets and palette of orange skies
Hypnotized to stay, just for one more night
Darkest night with the shiniest stars
Upon the moon's veiled absence, stellar constellation takes the role
A meadow with various wildflower
Blue canvas along the horizon
Intertwined hands, captivated by the beauty of the moment
......
she had long
dark
metallic looking nails
and black lips on a very
pale face
the clothes too
were designed to make her look
cold and dead
......
His eyes were always bigger than his head,
Dreams swirled,
Interrupted reality.
All he had to do was look.
Like there, squeezed between two chairs,
......
Another hero's story told,
By another three mourning souls.
The last story of the hero sold:
"She pulled us out, but her lungs couldn't hold."
Another car wasted in the deep end,
Beside another body at the cost of three friends.
Of all in black who stare down the grave,
Only three visit every single day.
......
Rest my exhausted form and daydreamed for a period of time
Blurry vision and a throbbing pain pierce through
Would i even want to experience this again?
Enchanting sunsets and palette of orange skies
Hypnotized to stay, just for one more night
Darkest night with the shiniest stars
Upon the moon's veiled absence, stellar constellation takes the role
A meadow with various wildflower
Blue canvas along the horizon
Intertwined hands, captivated by the beauty of the moment
......
His eyes were always bigger than his head,
Dreams swirled,
Interrupted reality.
All he had to do was look.
Like there, squeezed between two chairs,
......
the old lady didn’t mind being
called crazy
or being laughed at for
spending her days
alone
in her small cottage
facing the dark corner
of the room and
talking to
......
In a corner of the garden,
I soak up the morning sun,
And I see a purple martin,
Singing 'til day is done!
Jasmine and orange roses,
Lend scent to sunshiny air.
Pink lilacs and primroses,
Allow the daydream flair!