About those eyes again

Hidden somewhere

in the depths of your shiny little eyes

There’s a place where

my wandering soul will find it’s home

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The Letter

“I’m gonna write her a letter”

“A letter ?? Who write letters anymore ??”

“It’s the only way for my words to reach her”

“You could just send her an email. Why a letter ??”

“She should know, my hands were shaking when I wrote it ..”

No more, not any more..

The drops of rain on my windowpane
Gust of wind on a warm summer day
There are still stories inside them
And they whisper it all the time
But I don’t want to hear anymore..

People, things, feelings and places
Teary little eyes and smiling faces
There’s so much to write about
There’s so much left to see
But I just don’t care anymore..

Blue Mountain roads, red velvet cupcakes
Yellow maple leaves on green park benches
This world is full of colors and joy
But what color is a forgotten love
I don’t need to know anymore..

That old street, where dreams used to meet
The left hand side under my umbrella
Lots of emptiness all around me
But nothing is emptier than my soul
I just don’t live here anymore..

Somewhere deep inside of my heart
Where old memories go to die
There are memories that could light a flame
And fill up the empty rooms in my soul
But I don’t want to go there anymore
Don’t think I could remember anymore..

A happy ending story, a long lost love song
A sonnet of faith and everlasting hope
So much left to write, but no, not anymore
I’m not me anymore and I don’t believe anymore..

The Story So Far

All you have is a memory
Sad, painful and old
I’ve got something better
A story yet to be told ..

Memories buried so deep
In your broken heart, of
Long forgotten railroads
Random footprints on sand
Some old Horatian odes
A love, cursed, goddamned ..

All you have is that love
Or what’s left of it
I’ve got something better
A story nearly complete

Memories wiped away
By your lonely tears, of
An open window, a closed door
A wall five feet high
A place you called home
But felt like a golden cage

All you ever wanted was to fly
Out into the open blue skies
All I could do was to let you see
The world outside through my eyes

So this is the story so far,
I found you broken and hurt in love
Held your hand and lifted you up
Said I can heal you, ease your pain
But you just wanted to fly again
And I’m now walking away from you,
In to the cold and lonesome rain

Will you ever let those memories go ?
I don’t know but I hope you do
Hope you write your own story
And there’s a place in that for me

All I have now is a hope
Fading, slim and cold
You’ve got something better
A story yet to be told…

Stories we tell

You already know what I’ve in my mind
but I’m not going to tell you anymore ..
I’m going to write it on a signboard in
bold letters and put it outside your door ..
We need stories to look back and smile about
when you’re sixty nine and I’m seventy four ..
I’m thinking, this would make a great one ..

Residues of a Memory

If you could remember,
Remember me, like a broken string of guitar
remembers an old love song
Like the dark side of the moon remembers the sun
Like every fallen leaf remembers the spring ..

If you could remember,
Remember me, for the smiles I brought on your face
not the tears I left you with
For the songs that filled your heart and soul
For the times we had, and the seasons long gone ..

If you could remember,
Remember me, when the night sky says good bye
to a lonely star falling down
When you see the clouds on a sunny day, or
When you see the sun on a cloudy day
Only If you could still remember ..

But if you must forget, forget to remember me ..

Last Song

One last song for the seasons to come
Of pineapple leaves and cherry blossoms
A song for all those moments I’ll cherish
For all those little things that I’ll miss ..

I must leave now
But in our songs I’ll live forever
For what is death ?
A bridge from one life to another ..

Write your name in my last heartbeat
Be the last memory that I’ll ever have
One last goodbye kiss before I leave
Till one more lifetime in your arms ..

I love the rain and I always will
But not the one, runs down on your cheeks
For I’ll born again in your smiles
And die a thousand when you weep ..

So, when I leave don’t cry me a river
Don’t be a prisoner of my memories
But if you must do, then find me a place
Where no one cries, where no one worries ..

Along the highway to a river
Far from the city, but not too far
Find me a heaven to rest forever
Next to a tree, under the stars ..

Leave there a rose and a picture of us
And on a stone do carve this song
Its the last song that I’ll ever write
Our song for all those seasons to come
Of pineapple leaves and cherry blossoms ..