no one knows why we cry
below the moors and over the hills
no one knows why we cry
no one knows who we are
below the empty black skies
people think they know who we are
no one knows what we suffer from
depression? cancer? torture? depression?
no one knows why we suffer
no one knows the reason behind every tear we shed
behind every door we close
no one knows how we survive
no one bothers about us
along abandoned roadsides and muddy streams
no one sees our pain
everyone knows our race
black; negros; coloured; disgusting
everyone discriminates our race
no one knows why we wander among pews in the chapel
perhaps praying for a better day?
but we know things cant change
everyone suspects us of crimes
drug trafficking, murder, theft, piracy
no one can set us free
we live to see our dying day
perished by fire, ice, water, cruelty
everyone lives to see our dying day
only i see the afterlife
the life that comes after death
a nation that lives up to its creed
a nation that strongly believes
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Grasstongue
i watch you slither away
in between the cracks of my mind
you're still alive in there
but somehow, dead within
and how graceful you do
just to leave my mind
like water dripping through canals
like the way you pull yourself
all the way back to the moor
the shore weeping, crying
all the way through the boat ride
the wind rippled
the water shivered
the motor was silent
the grass had hills to speak
and on top of it all
was left the silence
forking its way through the grass
snake's tongue
catching the dew
in between the cracks of my mind
you're still alive in there
but somehow, dead within
and how graceful you do
just to leave my mind
like water dripping through canals
like the way you pull yourself
all the way back to the moor
the shore weeping, crying
all the way through the boat ride
the wind rippled
the water shivered
the motor was silent
the grass had hills to speak
and on top of it all
was left the silence
forking its way through the grass
snake's tongue
catching the dew
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Ages Unfolding
stand here for hours
and as we silently stab our aching hearts
stones echo and cry beneath the earth
standing here from a place we once knew
too well, too soon to last
erased from our hearts and memories
till all thats left is mystery
strange yearnings
and feelings kept bottled up
unclassified feelings for one another
unless you are make believe
i dont truly believe im actually here
because this pain is too real
and these cries
too familiar
like the long lost song of the ages
craneflies kept preserved
for millions of years
to be opened in a century's time
kept selfishly wrapped in a time capsule
unfolding of the seedlings
as they bloom all around me
and as we silently stab our aching hearts
stones echo and cry beneath the earth
standing here from a place we once knew
too well, too soon to last
erased from our hearts and memories
till all thats left is mystery
strange yearnings
and feelings kept bottled up
unclassified feelings for one another
unless you are make believe
i dont truly believe im actually here
because this pain is too real
and these cries
too familiar
like the long lost song of the ages
craneflies kept preserved
for millions of years
to be opened in a century's time
kept selfishly wrapped in a time capsule
unfolding of the seedlings
as they bloom all around me
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Realization
we've always left
things unsaid
and it feels like the shot spun me around
violently
hastily
like a slap in the face
never realized
somehow, we're standing here
together
i've tried to fill in
the silent, empty gaps
to the point
it grows heavy with realization
i've let the silence stretch between us
till the things we say
are those lies?
realization
cuts deeper into my knowledge
till whats left is confusion
loved you from the start
but we met halfway
halfway down the line
if we meet in the middle
i hope realization would find us there
things unsaid
and it feels like the shot spun me around
violently
hastily
like a slap in the face
never realized
somehow, we're standing here
together
i've tried to fill in
the silent, empty gaps
to the point
it grows heavy with realization
i've let the silence stretch between us
till the things we say
are those lies?
realization
cuts deeper into my knowledge
till whats left is confusion
loved you from the start
but we met halfway
halfway down the line
if we meet in the middle
i hope realization would find us there
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Broken Hourglass
our time together seems so frail now
and im running out of oxygen fast
in between the gaps of my shadow
i've let your light in
just before my dawn
you are my morning star
silver threads among the gold
and as time passes by
the gold fades to grey
time
impossible to go against
hard to weave your way back
so now
our time is running up fast
i'll break through the hourglass
into the cold light of the day
and mixing up the sands of time
ages will start unfolding again
and somehow
between the complicated pathways of time
time is still all we have
and somehow
silver threads among the lost
i'll find you again
and im running out of oxygen fast
in between the gaps of my shadow
i've let your light in
just before my dawn
you are my morning star
silver threads among the gold
and as time passes by
the gold fades to grey
time
impossible to go against
hard to weave your way back
so now
our time is running up fast
i'll break through the hourglass
into the cold light of the day
and mixing up the sands of time
ages will start unfolding again
and somehow
between the complicated pathways of time
time is still all we have
and somehow
silver threads among the lost
i'll find you again
Friday, May 23, 2008
Illusion
there are too many roads to lead
too many paths i'd give up
too many things i'd choose
just too many
i wonder how long it'll last
while the slow draw of dusk
makes me close the blinds and turn away
even if you stayed
maybe you would still be blind
if the blinds draw down again
maybe i'd give up
cuz i've got too many paths to lead
too many paths i'd give up
too many things i'd choose
just too many
i wonder how long it'll last
while the slow draw of dusk
makes me close the blinds and turn away
even if you stayed
maybe you would still be blind
if the blinds draw down again
maybe i'd give up
cuz i've got too many paths to lead
Friday, May 16, 2008
Standing Ovation/ Centrestage
and sometimes i feel life's a show
i stutter and i stumble
up down. centerstage
and a round of applause
thank you
no explanation needed
no offence taken
acting
but after the curtains draw down
i draw down the blinds of my heart
my dusk is always there
never leaving, never changing
i need a dawn to wake me up
and after the ovation is given
maybe i'll hold on to my options
my plans
my standing ovation
they are just lies for my success
my boosts for my ego
my dreams of fantasy
they are never a reality
and i'll take the centrestage again
this time
all of you can hold your applause
i stutter and i stumble
up down. centerstage
and a round of applause
thank you
no explanation needed
no offence taken
acting
but after the curtains draw down
i draw down the blinds of my heart
my dusk is always there
never leaving, never changing
i need a dawn to wake me up
and after the ovation is given
maybe i'll hold on to my options
my plans
my standing ovation
they are just lies for my success
my boosts for my ego
my dreams of fantasy
they are never a reality
and i'll take the centrestage again
this time
all of you can hold your applause
Monday, April 28, 2008
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow (Or Somewhere in Between)
from what has become
to savour only the adrenaline
from what was of yesterday
and whats gone for today
gone forever tomorrow
and it all fits in
he was yesterday;
she is today
i am tomorrow, or somewhere in between
now i wish the adrenaline was saved for last
and somewhere in between
marks pauses
defiance
inactivity
insincerity
and some adrenaline
and the silouettes from yesterday
will haunt today
and torture tomorrow
but somewhere in between
the lines draw thin
spared from the echoing chamber of lights
blinding for all to see
captivating for all to turn away
he had been yesterday
she was today
i am tomorrow, or somewhere in between
to savour only the adrenaline
from what was of yesterday
and whats gone for today
gone forever tomorrow
and it all fits in
he was yesterday;
she is today
i am tomorrow, or somewhere in between
now i wish the adrenaline was saved for last
and somewhere in between
marks pauses
defiance
inactivity
insincerity
and some adrenaline
and the silouettes from yesterday
will haunt today
and torture tomorrow
but somewhere in between
the lines draw thin
spared from the echoing chamber of lights
blinding for all to see
captivating for all to turn away
he had been yesterday
she was today
i am tomorrow, or somewhere in between
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Inside Out
sometimes
all you need
is to hear your own thoughts
everything
ever so still now
clothes parting
sun setting
moon rising
and its like drowning in a sea
when the water is just up to your ankles
so hear me out now
i may never be free from the world
but, as the darkness grows heavy
somewhere in there
i know there's light
its not your fault
that nothing ever grows
and days pass
and we're not growing any younger
soon
it'll be time
for our eyes to open
maybe mine is open
maybe yours are
maybe our lives
are just looking from the inside
out
all you need
is to hear your own thoughts
everything
ever so still now
clothes parting
sun setting
moon rising
and its like drowning in a sea
when the water is just up to your ankles
so hear me out now
i may never be free from the world
but, as the darkness grows heavy
somewhere in there
i know there's light
its not your fault
that nothing ever grows
and days pass
and we're not growing any younger
soon
it'll be time
for our eyes to open
maybe mine is open
maybe yours are
maybe our lives
are just looking from the inside
out
Monday, February 18, 2008
Every day, Every Minute, Every Second
no one knows
how much i miss you
every day, every minute
every second
no one knows
that i think of you
every day, every minute
all the time
every knows
that once in a while
he creeps into my mind
like a ripple
across the surface of my mind
every minute
every second
no one knows
that once i start
i cant stop
the thought of us
from crossing
the barrier of my mind
every second
every minute
no one knows
when you're around
time only exists
in mili-seconds
only i know
that i want you
to be there
in my head
every day
every minute
every second
and no one knows
when you left
you took part of me away
that day
that minute
that second
how much i miss you
every day, every minute
every second
no one knows
that i think of you
every day, every minute
all the time
every knows
that once in a while
he creeps into my mind
like a ripple
across the surface of my mind
every minute
every second
no one knows
that once i start
i cant stop
the thought of us
from crossing
the barrier of my mind
every second
every minute
no one knows
when you're around
time only exists
in mili-seconds
only i know
that i want you
to be there
in my head
every day
every minute
every second
and no one knows
when you left
you took part of me away
that day
that minute
that second
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Let go (Always Part 2)
making up your mind
the key to your future
and moving on
to leave something behind
and
just as always
i struggle
because you've proved to me
always isn't eternity
its just the wait for you
thrown away, just for winning a day
in the darkness of the world
i find you
in the darkness of the world
i scream out to you
letting you go
is impossible
hard
letting you go
means i wont be there as much for you anymore
letting you go
means we aren't meant for each other
right now; right then
letting you go
means taking a piece of my heart away
now
its all quiet
and im all alone
thinking, reflecting; brooding
sometimes
all you need
is to hear your own voice again
the key to your future
and moving on
to leave something behind
and
just as always
i struggle
because you've proved to me
always isn't eternity
its just the wait for you
thrown away, just for winning a day
in the darkness of the world
i find you
in the darkness of the world
i scream out to you
letting you go
is impossible
hard
letting you go
means i wont be there as much for you anymore
letting you go
means we aren't meant for each other
right now; right then
letting you go
means taking a piece of my heart away
now
its all quiet
and im all alone
thinking, reflecting; brooding
sometimes
all you need
is to hear your own voice again
Saturday, February 2, 2008
The Wait
all thats left
is what we have found
dropped from our heart's black box
i've learned
goodbyes will always hurt
and memories
will always be there
with me
cherished, burned
and my whole being struggles
and waits
the truth is all i need to know
confusion is all i need to throw
and in my heart's black box
love is all that needs to grow
is what we have found
dropped from our heart's black box
i've learned
goodbyes will always hurt
and memories
will always be there
with me
cherished, burned
and my whole being struggles
and waits
the truth is all i need to know
confusion is all i need to throw
and in my heart's black box
love is all that needs to grow
Friday, January 11, 2008
Breaking Reality
breaking reality like breaking you
cuz all through the day
shadows faded but you
never changing
ever sustaining
looking past the day
to get through the night
breaking reality
like breaking you
cuz all through the day
shadows faded but you
never changing
ever sustaining
looking past the day
to get through the night
breaking reality
like breaking you
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