Winter brings a chilly wind
Summer's gone, no summer breeze
Sands so fine escape my hands
I look upon the moonlit seas
You rush to shore
and then retreat.
I wonder why
you cant decide.
To come or go
To stay or leave
So many years
You're still like this.
Each time your foamy hands climb alittle higher
and i think you're really trying harder
to make things mean alittle deeper
you recede once again
to that same old place you first came
I wont believe you
the next wave
Cos i know its gonna be the same again
Dont say words that you dont mean
Trust can easily float away
away
away
Summer's gone, no summer breeze
Sands so fine escape my hands
I look upon the moonlit seas
You rush to shore
and then retreat.
I wonder why
you cant decide.
To come or go
To stay or leave
So many years
You're still like this.
Each time your foamy hands climb alittle higher
and i think you're really trying harder
to make things mean alittle deeper
you recede once again
to that same old place you first came
I wont believe you
the next wave
Cos i know its gonna be the same again
Dont say words that you dont mean
Trust can easily float away
away
away
11 comments:
Winter winds with warm fireplace,
Summer comes with ice cold beer,
Nothing can be solved,
without settling heart to heart.
Sunrise with a hope,
Sunset with despair,
Sometimes confused,
And often it hurts,
I want you to get familiar,
to gain trust and confidence,
not wanting to give up,
every single breath we've shared,
Love without honesty,
Is me without you,
What I want?
is as clear as water.
Beneath the sea,
it is simple,
All I could dream,
It is You and Me.
-Al-
Try a little faith
Try a little perseverance
Darkest day accentuate the glorious ray
Give a little time
Give a little apt conversance
Always try! Before resolve to goodbye
Best wishes to both of you. Cheers
that is so sweet...Thanks...
-Al-
arghhhhh
all the poems!! cunted!!!!
-cy
wow...didnt expect this lol. thanks for the poem jl i like the last line :)
K&Al: You're most welcome. Was inspired by yours poems. Hope that i'm not invading your privacy. Have a nice day! cheers :)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Why is there foamy hands
On the beach with two?
Did he try to shower
In the salty seas?
Or he just soaped it
So that he could tease?
Hmm...
K told me not to bitch, this isnt bitching right? Hahah! Love yah K.
And nice meeting ya AL
hahaha that was a good one mich...and welcome.thanks.but honestly i was talking about the way the waves and how they come and go...i guess everybody else thinks i'm talking bout something else. so foamy hands arent actually hands lol
Chien said I'm a stranger so I'm not supposed to know about your blog.
Kinda in that sense. But my poem roxOrs them all.
Muahah.
So foamy hands are the waves lar...I see...you should make the metaphor clearer man.
oi mT! i din say ur a stranger laaa....u said i'm talkin to u like one which i'm not!! It's Kev's blog so i don simply tell it's really his to tell. exaggerator
-cy
Well you meant it that way whurt. You're like, Oh i dunno if he'd like me telling yah...he's very secretive y'know.
Who wont feel like a stranger like that? We've been friends for like 11 years now man. That's loooonnnggg...kev too. 11 years!!!
Wow, we're old...
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