So SCARED are you in the HUMAN shield
But pretending that you're not
What's RUNNING through your vain?
It must not be blood I think
As you put the world into SLEEPLESS mode
Be STEADY, your reward is near
Just stretch your hands forth!
Words:-sleepless, human, scared, steady, running
He said angrily "You're something beyond human. Be steady at your inhuman activities and spend your sleepless nights to harm others, Now no need to be scared.But keep in mind that a day will come then you will be nowhere and start running to save your life"
As a tragic hero
Being left in the SOLITUDE
With few memories can't be FORGOTTEN
And lost the GLORY of life
Like a discoloured MEMENTO.
Words :-Forgotten, glory, solitude, memento
Somewhere something stuck hard
Inside something goes mad.
Is it my forgotten melodies?
Or it's my unforgotten tragedies?
In the mind just dilemma
Feeling like fall into comma.
Upon nothing I find glory
To that I say myself sorry
How deep my solitude ?
How big it's Magnitude?
Is an inexplicable memento
Like a wrist watch lost it's momentum.
As your pasted smile I hate
Why don't avoid when we meet
What you did that's in the mind
Being reluctant to be forgotten
While you fake a smile on face
Isn't it funny what do you think?
I'm left alone in the solitude
Yet I never blame your ingratitude
To know the glory of love
So demands a heart that you lack
Now take a knife and stab me to death
And keep the knife as memento.
Lies something somewhere
That's, can't be forgotten.
Things of beauty
Things of glory
Those met their happiest end
Makes me warm in the solitude
And giving a feeling like a memento.
Let the world mock
Now our hut under padlock
And it's bolt slightly crack
The disguised funnies in talk
Very keen to see when we unlock
Yet, don't forget usual 7o'clock
A cerise mattress is there to rock
Let's rock and rock
Let all mock and become crack.
I recently saw the thank you prompt provided by our wonderful Lettrs Staff. An uplifting suggestion and one which I felt able to join in with. It also seems the perfect opportunity to express my enormous thanks to those of you who've participated in my #SkylarkChallenge since it's conception.
You'd might be surprised to learn though, that I have put this off for several days as the idea of giving thanks fills me with slight trepidation. Why?, because there are so, so many of you! That's why. It's therefore an impossible task to name everyone. But there are some individuals who come to mind because their participation stands out. But before proc...
A planked house I built
So painted in cerise
And locked with a padlock
To dwell when we're in wedlock.
If you're here to lift the bolt
I could unlock the padlock
Often and often I think
But you disguised as someone
From what actually you're.
Words:-Cerise, Bolt, disguised, padlock
Words are what they are,
What you make of them,
Perception maybe a done hazard
Or a goblet of cayn purple flame,
Scarring inside ,
Breathing thin from the viscous air,
Reality hits hard for the harsh is yet to come
The life of Fables feels a bit too surreal,
The way it pours down on the bounds about to be loosen,
And when it flows to the ropes,
Ashes fell into oceans
These waters always complained of her blues,
My ashes too dark she holds in her creaks her burrows,
Ones whose counts reminds her ,
Of the times she has suffered vain,
Or the sounds of shovel been raised,
To make another dent to bury the sins.....
As the power LINE went dead
Far and WIDE darkness spread
Jack to cover MILES by foot
How! With FLOATING mind he stood.