All-poetry

My love, after all we've said and done Are you telling me the time has come To go our separate ways? And after all that we've been through If there's nothing I can say or do The truth I'll have to face I know I can't keep living yesterday I wish there was something I could say To make myself forget But now, if you really have to go Then I need to find the strength to show No sadness, no regret... You won't be here tomorrow But I'll get through the sorrow I'll keep the fire burning Though my heart's breaking Because every day I'm learning Life is for the taking And no matter what I know that in the end At least I can be certain This heart w

Why missing you is a crime I'm silently commiting... and committing it alone? Like memories that are nothing but nice clouds in the sky, dissolving into a rain that doesn't refresh the ground but with blood and tears, it only stains. A hope for days of a future long past; Illusion of fortunate laughs, and sunny beats... A hug from the universe and a bass of all the highbars under our feet. The everything once ours, but which is now just wishful hopes, long lasting dreams; Reality tossing memories, like shards of broken drumsticks in a bottomless, sour bitter sea.

Oh, my heart, my dear heart, What is it that you deeply crave for? Whose face and voice and warmth do you miss so? Oh, dear child, For you are only a child in your soul-- This is an answer you know all too well! For very few things escape the eye of a child. Only they forget easily... And isn't oblivion the truest of the blessings? I crave what we always craved: The warmth and scent of a skin That ports us so easily into a dream; The voice and words of a mind That is as fascinating as it is kind; The eyes, the smile and the face, That steals our control over our own heart's pace; We always loved the rain on a cold grey day But isn't it th

After the cut, the kiss they say To me, you're that kiss - The kiss that makes everything better, The kiss that makes life worth living again, The kiss that brings the smile back to my eyes, The kiss that makes me happy in spite of everything. For all this and much more You will always have a special place in my heart – Deep inside hidden from the world, A treasured memory. ֍֍֍ After the kiss, the cut they withhold To me, you're that cut - Deeper, more painful, agonizing, unwilling to heal, Always there - worse than ever ֍֍֍ But despite all, I wish you'd find your kiss - And who knows, maybe...one

Cold as the frost Dries as the bark Motionless as the time when you're away Dark as black Immense as the immensity Lost as the last hair that fell out Cutting as the reed Straight without the curves of your body Infinite as the universe itself Dead as the leaves in autumn Salty as the flow of my tears Impenetrable, empty, difficult, off Sad as some songs The bed is as lonely as I am.

Shame on me 'Cos I believed That someone like you Could love someone like me You fooled me once I fooled me twice I knew the cost I paid the price So shame on me Just like everyone else Thinking someone like you Could love more than yourself

I stood on the edge of the Earth After all that we'd been through We'd gone so far and done so much I left my heart with you And I wondered if it was worth it Should I just close my eyes and fall When I was standing in the wreckage It seemed so easy after all You left me in this love alone You left me in this on my own Floating out in space and time Lost out in the freezing cold I watched the world pass me by And I wondered if I should follow We'd been so much and come so far Now broken, black and hollow And if I could only turn back time Would it change a thing at all But when I'm standing on the edge It doesn't seem that hard to fall I'm

Sometimes it seems like I’m walking through minefields Sometimes I wanna draw a line in the sand Ten paces forward and pulling the trigger The last man standing can barely stand All I ever do is fight But dulce et decorum, right? Sometimes it feels I’m losing the battle Sometimes I just wanna wave the white flag Back to the wall with a blindfold on Gun to the head with a ten-round mag I’m holding on and can’t let go But dulce et decorum, no? The rain is heavy and my knees are weak And my heart is broken at my feet The silence rings, my eyes deceive There’s nothing left that I believe All I’ve known and

Move south of the border and turn up the heat Go down with the volume and rise with the beat Tonight is forever - there's nothing but time And just for a moment you'll always be mine

Pain of waiting Full of hope I once chose the pain of waiting - but how much longer can I bear it …endure the pain? Despite all I must hold on hoping for the weavers of fate; For I fear the day, the day I no longer think of you, the day I have forgotten you more than the pain of waiting. Oh weavers of destiny please, please have mercy upon me!