Sometimes there's an audible click
An impact so sharp that it can't be missed.
But othertimes passion will sneak up, it says,
"I've taken you over, without me you're dead"
And you didn't even notice.

Of love and of loss, together they weep
A silence, progressive, woke not from your sleep
Thus blinded of truth, can you look in my eyes
Without you I notice no stars in the sky.
The empty, lonely canvas.

When far far away I will sleep in my bed
I'll dream of your voice and of petting your head
Watch gently the stars as they rotate above,
Remembering me, and you'll always be loved
Listen, you'll hear me.

posted by panda6 at 8:50:00 PM

In the deepest, quiet darkness
Lost in a moment, helpless
A burning perfect moment
A look of lost intonement

A distance crossed that leads me
Emotion pouring, seed me
Feel never so alone
In me I'll show you home

Something confusing, lost me
But with a word you tossed me
Convinced I've seen the truth
The feeling is the proof

Perfection is and always will
Be made of thoughts and oughts and ills
Exquisitly arranged just right
To love the dark you need the light

posted by panda6 at 12:26:00 AM

A bright star in the sky floats, flickers, flutters
Pulsating wildly, varying colors
A beautiful girl sits and watches them hover
"So beautiful" says she, and glances above her

A great poet speaks to the crowd gathered near
His words dance and play with the collective ear
An incredible girl sits and sheds but a tear
"So incredible" says she and points at her peer

A practical joker entertaining the town
People are stopping to laugh at the clown
The funniest girl has to stop and sit down
"Hilarious" say she to the people around

Sometimes what she adores in others
Is simply her aura reflecting back
Next time she hides her head under the covers
She'll find she has everything, nothing to lack

posted by panda6 at 11:08:00 AM

You didn't know it was coming
Well, leaving, but you didn't know
A letter to spill the cherries from their bowl
Life is not what you were told

But really, it's silly, I'll tell you
That life is somehow determined
By a day entreched in vermine
A bit too young to feel so old

So overwhelming, as you tell me
Let the thoughts form something wholly
Watch the world turn 'round and slowly
Just get up and leave the mold

See, the future holds for certain
Something no one can predict
And just when the thought's been licked
When the final tock has ticked
You think the path is set and picked
It's there you'll see you've found the gold

posted by panda6 at 10:35:00 PM