
randolph valeza, 9 april 2015
Without you is my moonless night
No shines, no light and its not bright
Wishing that you'll always by myside
That we'll be together like till do as apart
Having you as a friend, you are my inspiration
To be with you at the end would be a great destination
But there is one problem that block this dream
I dont have a courage, for my feelings to scream
Be my beat to my song so there would be life
Be my like an earth core so I can be alive
All I wanted to do is to be with you
But it seems that it just cannot be true
No more no less and its just to be there
Where our friendship is what should remain
It may be sad that I choose to be a coward
But I'll try to move forward with this friendship over love
Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015
The brightness of daylight highlights my fears
The mask I wear might be revealed
The darkness of night brings dread
The shadow puppets play memories from my head
The wisdom of time reek havok on my mind
So cruel and unkind I need to unwine
Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015
My tortured mind sores through the sky
Sarching the ground for a safe place to land
Once on the ground I can't seem to stand
My mind spins with constant confusion
I wonder around like a drifter
Knowing not where to go
As I look to the future I cannot forget the past
I try to fly again but constantly fall to the ground
Like a flightless bird I can only dream of what used to be
Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015
Raindrops hide my tears
Songs on the radio play my fears
I know I'm not the first
It feels like the worst
My heart is about to bust
I am forever cursed
Salvatore Ala, 8 april 2015
for Kenya
The cries of hyenas are human cries
The teeth of the lion are human
Jaws of crocodiles are human jaws
Our blood changes into venom
We destroy our own young
We hunt the young of others
We smell slaughter on the wind
Why then consider ourselves separate
If we walk in animal footprints
Why number our tribes
If migrations end in murder
Why give a name to creation
If the same wild God destroys it
Gert Strydom, 8 april 2015
If you remember me when I am gone,
when life is mine no more
then shut all bad things,
all unpleasant thoughts of me
like you will a closing door
and let it be like the first time
that we have met
when every thing between us was new
and let I be to you
the things and words that made you smile,
and remember me for just a little while
with no sadness or pain
and let things remain between the two of us
as it was when you loved me best
and then forget me
and let me rest and have tranquillity
while my words still live on
as parts of me while I am gone.
Gert Strydom, 7 april 2015
Somehow I see you peering
right through the window,
thought struck looking at the sea
in the distance
and I wonder what is in your mind?
If you remember the times
that the two of us
were young and in love
and it feels as if an eternity
has been spend since then
but there’s something in your gaze,
that is truly beautiful and far past pretty,
some serenity shrouding you
and I wonder if you sometimes miss me
as much as I had missed you once?
Anne, at the window
the new morning is dawning
and the sun is romantically red
and the mountains and sea
is in the distance
and you are looking very lonely
and I wonder when
someone will again your smile see?
Satish Verma, 7 april 2015
He made me move on the rough edges
to the abyss of ‘ I ’, persuasive, but strong
for a thrilled journey, on the snow-clad
relationship between disquietening
follicles of wants.
Completely alert, still drowning in fear
of abstract river, of fire, of nodal pain
of self-destruction. Suicide was below dignity.
This was annihilation of the present, past and future
in realm of faith versus asexual love of sin.
Only one moment was sufficient to disturb me,
between me and my flips, between captive
and captor. The quiet honing of silence
for breeding vowels and petals of narcissus.
Black moon, I always loved you.
Gert Strydom, 6 april 2015
When I do comprehend
the painful and humiliating cross
that brings to sin and suffering an end
then any other great thing is at a loss
and when a love so deep and divine
does become my very own
and Your selfless life becomes mine
then there is more grace than that which I have known
and then I do understand that although You did say:
“Father forgive them for they know not what they do,”
You did also forgive the ones that knew on that day
and your mercy and love goes through
any barrier that life and destiny can bring
and that knowing You is amazing.
Satish Verma, 6 april 2015
You went blank on the line
between sand and water,
between seizure and assault.
The tribes have unwrapped their torches,
they are coming in numbers.
Who was going on trial?
Fierce fidelity is demanding vendetta.
The drummer announces the fight.
Justice parts the lips for
peace against tragedy!
The golden voice caves in.
Time moves as a profane octopus -
suckers clasping on the vital stomata.
Green blood oozes from eyes.
The truce was transient.
Childless earth throws up the flames.
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