Stray Heart

I'm not quite sure how love began,
When eyes were seen at the heat of the sun;
The stares been given so hot, yet lame.
Its boiling point had stroke my name.

Pure fiery eyes of love he has,
It's flame gave warmth, no cold there was;
Yet I can't speak to him a word,
Of sweet nothings for him to be heard.

Though this I feel for him I know,
Is nothing but a wishful dream or so.
Still there would be a lonely friction,
So long been dreamt by this heart in dungeon.

Oh, when this love I never prayed,
Will do come true, in snap be made?
The face nor love I long to hold each day,
I guess would fail the heart astray.

03-02-14

So Now I'll Walk Alone

I now would take this road alone.
Without your hand once called my own.
I do not know what this could bring.
All I have are lonely songs to sing.

This may be the hardest part,
Where both our hearts would walk apart;
I know the sun would rise at dawn,
But it would set at dusk in lawn.

I wondered long for this to come;
It may be fool for all or some.
But pain I get from this at all;
It is your name my heart would call.

This road be still as soul would walk,
Before it's you my lips would talk;
I could sing the songs of tragic,
With this chord broken in panic.

So now I'll rise and go ahead.
I'll leave you now with words unsaid.
This time I'll walk this road alone,
I'll try to sing one joyful song.

03-02-14

A Kind of Child

What kind of child chooses to play,
In muds of dusts and dirt all day?
Is he who knows not when the sun would rise?
That he minds not time be spent so wise.

What glory those games do bring?
A wisdom, a knowledge, and a lame learning?
Would there still be a school of thought?
Where facts and theories long have fought?

What kind of child do not intend,
Going inside a class for him to attend?
Is he who would rather stay outside?
Then leave all rules broken and set aside.

Who knows what dream will do come true;
Who knows what wish will not be granted, too.
A teacher teaches a child for he should know,
How the Sun would rise then set but still would glow.

What kind of child do then would say,
"Everybody does it anyway."
Is he the one who had never learned,
How things in life get flipped and turned?

What kind of child would you be by then?
Why not dig on earth the things been hidden.
Who knows what glory these would bring,
To a kind of child who truly loves learning.

03-01-14

I am Magdalene

I met a man one fine, cold day.
He speaks no single word to say.
I glanced at him to my curiosity,
And caught his stares right to me.

I held back up and fixed myself,
Then leaned on to another bookshelf.
I took steps back not knowing then,
That man would push me off my den.

He walked straight in front of me.
My heart had strayed before I could see.
That man who spoke not a single word,
Had made his way to enter my world.

Few snaps he made me close my eyes.
He leaned so close at moves so wise.
He pushed his self against me.
He gave no look of being guilty.

He laid his arms and held my head.
I could not feel alive yet I felt dead.
He was so strong I could not fight back.
I could not do such counter-attack.

He grabbed my hands and pulled me in.
This thing is such a deadly sin.
He pressed his lips against mine.
It tasted sweet like an old, stocked wine.

I could not imagine what I've been through.
This is not love for me where lust will do.
I felt so empty giving him all I have had.
I felt not good, but instead, I felt so bad.

From curves to curves where his hands have been,
The warmth had not left behind the skin.
Oh precious, that was not a moment.
I gave disgust to all the hours spent.

I don't know now which way to go.
I felt so wasteful from up and to below.
Shame to what I had ever done.
Shame to that dear, unlawful man.

Will things be rough for only me?
Will I suffer for all eternity?
Oh, I am a woman who just wants love.
Forgive me, Father, on up above.

Like Autumn Leaves

Don't leave me dead like autumn leaves
Just hold me tight and stay with me.
Please take this heart and never leave,
This one's for you eternally.

Though you can't give the love I need,
Though you can't care the way I do,
I'll stay right here till morning comes.
I'll stay right here just all for you.

Don't leave me dead like autumn leaves.
For earth can't burry me around.
My love will live till I will fade;
This heart will stay on the same ground.

03-04-14

Curse thy Love

A love so long been kept
A heart so long had waited.
To whom it had been wept.
To whom it had been hated.

The ground such heart been buried
Rotten with withered flowers.
A light of darkness that is candid
A forlorn misery it showers.

The soul of whom he loved
Great beauty thy possess.
But pain he had from love,
Thy beauty he cursed with madness.

A love so long been kept.
A heart too pained to weep.
Such long he had waited.
A hate so long he shall keep.